Amelia turned to see Luke Brody standing between two buildings. She looked around to be sure no one was watching and quickly ducked into the space and stood before Luke.
“Did you get word to Cade?”
Her lip trembled and she nodded her head.
“What’s wrong?” Luke raised an eyebrow at her.
“He wants to wait for the judge.”
Luke ran a hand through his hair. “Is he crazy?”
“He said if we put our plan into action than he and I could never leave in peace. We would always be on the run.”
Luke groaned and began to pace back and forth.
“I’m sorry. It seems that meeting me has ruined all of your lives.”
Luke stopped pacing and placed a hand on her shoulder. He placed a finger under her chin and lifted her face so that their eyes met. “Meeting you is the best thing that could’ve happened to Cade. He’s always been a good kid, and I’ve protected him as long as I can, but the rest of the gang has been pressuring me to either make him become a true member of the gang or send him off on his own.”
Amelia’s eyes grew round. “You mean they wanted him to become a true outlaw or abandon him?”
“How are we going to keep them from . . . hanging him?” Amelia’s throat constricted with the words and tears again rolled down her cheeks.
“Just you leave that to me. Don’t you worry none. I won’t let them hang him.”
Amelia gave Luke a brief hug and cautiously entered the wooden walkway once again.
* * * * *
After washing up the breakfast dishes, Amelia sat in the parlor by the window. Her eyes fell upon the Bible her daddy kept on a small wooden table. She leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes.
“Dear Lord, Please don’t let them harm Cade.”