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The hotel delivers lunch and supper. Ive told them to make it two plates from now on. Go on to the house and eat. None of this was spoken gently because Charlie was attempting to hide her dismay, but Sean didnt try to understand. He only nodded gratefully and walked away. Maybe hed been wrong to ask about food, but his limbs were trembling so violently that all he cared about was making the front door and staying on his feet.
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Thatll be the regular price, Murphy.
Put it on my bill.
You dont have a bill, and last time you left without paying. Now Ill have my money this time, or Ill keep your horse.
Is that right? came the belligerent reply. Well, Im leaving darlin and youre welcome to try and stop me.
Not about to let this man walk out for the second time without paying, Charlie jumped forward and tried to grab the horses bridle. Murphy shoved her away with ease. Sean, having finished his lunch, came through the back door just as she righted herself.
He watched in surprise as his wife moved forward to kick the tall man in the leg. Unfortunately, Sean was too far away to stop what happened next. Murphy turned back, and with one backward sweep of his hand, sent Charlie to the floor.
Murphy never heard Sean move, but he suddenly found himself spun around in time to see a fist flying with full force into his face. Sean didnt watch to see if Murphy got up before he went to his wife.
Charlie awoke to the feeling of straw at her back and the sight of a blurry man bending over her. Even before her eyes focused, the beard and hat told her it was Sean. She had no idea why he was bending over her and blinked to try to clear her vision.
Charlotte? Seans voice was soft.
Yeah, she answered as she lifted a hand toward her face, but Sean beat her to it. With tender care his fingers probed her jaw before gently sliding over her cheek. The left side of her face felt as though it was on fire.
They were both aware of voices and shouting on the street, but Sean didnt move away until Charlie was sitting up in the stall where he had laid her, and only then when he heard the sound of Duncans voice.
Whats the problem?
Ill tell you what the problem is, a man Sean had never seen before said as he entered the livery. I was walking by when our bank robber here decided to punch ol Murphy in the face. I say he shouldve hung.