Page 59 of Bayou Knights

“I think I need some new clothes,” Zoe mumbles. For losing Bones, she’s keeping it together pretty well. It was a big loss for all of us.

“We’ll hold it down here, go and have some fun,” I kiss Plum lightly and then Zion does the same. She blushes. We know our relationship is unconventional, but I don’t care. It’s ours.

Once they’re inside, we turn to survey the land with our eyes. I didn’t want to say anything, but something doesn’t feel right.

“You can feel it too?” Zion asks. He knows me so well.

“Yep, I think I need Rip and Stetson for this.”

“Should I send men into town?”

“Not yet. Let us track the land first.”

“I trust you,” Zion says before heading off with Dixon to talk to the stable hand.

Someone is watching us, and I need to find them.

CHAPTERTWENTY-FIVE

Plum

“It’s not too soon?” I ask the doctor.

“I did the x-rays. Your ankles weren’t broken, just a bad sprain along with bruising. I also looked over your other wounds and they look good.”

“I was beaten for at least a month,” I mumble.

“I know you were, but I promise you that these are superficial wounds, other than the wrist. I want that to stay in a cast for a little longer.”

“None of this makes sense,” I mutter.

He spins around in his seat and levels me with a look.

“You went through some trauma, I get that. I think with being scared, along with the beatings, it made everything seem ten times worse. Were you seen by a doctor when you were rescued?”

“Yes,” I nod, and point to the casts.

“I was in the service for a long time, intelligence. I have seen beatings, and this is nothing like those. I think someone wanted you off your feet,” he says.

“Why?”

“I think the man with the cut out there will find out,” the doctor jerks his thumb toward the door.

“How?”

“How did I know it was a cut?” he asks, pocketing his pen in his jacket pocket.

“Yeah.”

“I was in a club a long time ago, before the service.”

“Army could use some help,” I jump when I hear Diablo’s voice.

“I’ll come by sometime,” my doctor says.

“York.”

“Pike.”