“So I’m really Winona Pervis?” The name made her want to cringe, but she brightened a bit as she thought, no, she was really Winona Hunt. And that name went with Kevin, not Clovis. And Kevin, with his strong, decent brothers, had made it a name to hold with pride.

“You grabbed Rachel and me because you needed hostages to hold off the townspeople. Now you’ve gotten free, so let us go. Just set us down on the ground. Your horses will go faster and for longer without the extra load.”

“Not how your pa wants it done. He’s all het up about Rachel. How she’s the one who brought him to this. Drove him from a fine home.”

Win thought of the account books Wyatt had talked about. “He was going to have to give up that fine home soon enough. The money is all gone. My father has squandered all my mother’s wealth. He married her for it. Killed her for it. And now that it’s gone, he’d’ve lost the place anyway.”

Good old kidnapping Uncle Randall blinked at her, then his head flew up to glare at his brother. His voice a great deal louder, he said, “Is that right, Oliver? Is the money gone?”

Pa turned his head so fast Win almost heard it snap. “Of course not. She’s lying to you.”

“You were going to fund our getaway.” Randall didn’t seem to even consider believing his brother. “I left my home behind. I should have headed back to Casper when I broke jail. We still could. I’ve got some cash money. It’d keep us until I find something to steal, or you find a new woman to marry.” Randall laughed, but there was no humor in it, only cruelty.

“I’ve got plenty with me. We head west. I’ll find a new wife. I’ll have to be easy with a woman until she marries me.”

Win had already known her father was a killer. Known it from the evidence that’d been gathered. But now she heard him confess it. Or close enough for her. It made her sick. It made her want to cry and scream and claw his eyes out.

She knew of all the people in the Hunt family, she was considered the softest, with her finishing school education and all the years back east.

But she was a strong woman inside where it counted. And with the deepest, most heartfelt prayers of her life, she asked God to give her a chance. To let her bring her father to justice. To give her the courage, wits, and opportunity to make him pay for killing her mother.