On Route to Fort Worth (1879) - Elijah Addison
No doubt her knuckles were bone-white under the black silk. His own body grew tense as a taut rope. Elijah could see it now. The moment Wade touched Charlotte, she would drive the blade into his throat. Heart pounding in his ears, it grew louder and louder as outlaw’s hand brushed the golden watch chain pinned to her bodice.


















