“Dave’s a womanizer,” I drawl.
“That’s not a bad thing,” Sadie says. “Reforming a womanizer is fun.”
Is it? I meet Callie’s gaze. She just reformed a womanizer. She can take this one.
But to my surprise, she says nothing.
“Dave Simpson it is, then. I guess he’s my only shot.”
“Your only shot at what?” Callie asks.
Good for her. Callie’s going to make Sadie say it.
“At a Steel, of course.”
“Snow Creek has its share of hunky cowboy men,” Callie says. “The Steels aren’t the only family in town.”
“They’re the only family that matters. They own this town, don’t they?”
“Don’t believe everything you hear,” Callie says.
“But I thought—”
“Rumors,” I say. “They’re abundant in a small town. My sister’s right. Don’t believe everything you hear.”
CHAPTER SIX
BROCK
It takes about a half hour to drive the perimeter. Nothing of note is visible from the car in the road.
“Now what?” I say to Dad.
“We have a couple of choices,” he says. “We can walk through on foot, walk in a few miles and see what there is to see. Or we can go see Doc Sheraton. Check out his land.”
“He may not be there.”
“All the better,” Dad says.
“If he has a home there, a road has to go in.”
“Exactly.”
“What if he’s there? I think he’s… Dad, I just remembered. He and Brittany are here in Wyoming. Rory mentioned it.”
She mentioned that when she told me she and Callie had searched Doc Sheraton’s house while Pat was there, house-sitting.
“Hmmm…” Dad says.
“What?”
“Let’s go talk to them, then.”
“Is that the best way to handle this?”
“I don’t know. Do you have another idea?”
“You heard the story that Rory and Callie told you. Brittany Sheraton was involved with what Pat Lamone did to them. In fact, whatever they drugged Rory and Callie with was probably from a veterinary office. And it’s quite possible…” My mind races.