It took tough men to survive in 1883 Texas. A Bounty Hunter was a person who captured criminals and turned them in to the authorities for a reward.This profession dates back to ancient Israel Law when the hunter was called “the avenger of blood”. The original purpose of retribution for the family of a murder victim, evolved into a profession for men who lived in a lawless land.
In my bounty hunter series, the three McCallister men ride together catching thieves and murderers wanted by the law. Wolf’s Tender is the story of Charlie Wolf McCallister and the unexpected bounty he receives on one of their jobs.
“Introduce us to your woman, cousin. It appears she has a mind of her own.” The big red haired bounty hunter had come up behind Naomi unheard.
She flinched, uneasy around these McCallisters who moved so stealthily. He spoke across her shoulder to Charlie Wolf. Then he shifted something inside his mouth and carefully spat, landing the brown stain on a tuft of parched grass. Naomi stared at him horrified. Pa Lancaster had dribbled tobacco on his chin now and again. Naomi looked for signs of the same from this crude man. “I am not Mr. Wolf’s woman.”“Deacon and Sam McCallister,” Charlie said, nodding from them to her. Then he boosted her into the saddle, adjusting her stirrups when she was seated.She took that opportunity to lean toward him and whisper, “Please tell me you do not engage in that filthy habit.” He turned sharply in time to see Sam hit the same spot Deacon had stained a moment before.Gathering his reins he eschewed the use of stirrups, swinging lithely onto his mount, “No ma’am,” and Naomi thought his eyes were dancing with suppressed mirth, “but I have other proclivities.”Then he squeezed his thighs, and his horse, incongruously named Old Mossy, broke into a dancing side-step, arching his neck and snorting in response to his rider. Her first impression remained—Charlie Wolf McCallister was a beast riding a beast.He nudged her mare into motion coming in beside her on the right. As they started down the trail, his cousins brought up the left and he finished the introduction, speaking across her.“Cousins, this is Naomi Parker,” he nudged his horse a little closer to where she rode his buckskin mare, “former teacher at the Sparrow Creek Academy for Young Ladies, and,” he finished the introductions, “my woman.”
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