John knew that wasn’t the highest compliment in the world, but it must beat the livery.
“Jacobs lives right behind my diner here. Last house on the east side of town. Tell him I sent you and he probably won’t steal you blind.”
“I’m a Texas Ranger, Nellie. I’ve been lied to by the best, and any man who steals from me usually ends up on the wrong side of a cell door.”
“You’ve got the look of a lawman. This your family?” He eyed Carrie and Isaac.
Carrie opened her mouth, no doubt to give some long, torturous explanation, but then John answered, “Yep,” before she could speak. No sense making things complicated. “I’