~If you can wait, and not be tired of waiting, or being lied about, donât deal in lies. Or being hated, donât give way to hating⦠~âRudyard Kipling
It got very quiet in the cave. Dannie reached over and placed her hand over Jakeâs.
âDid Calhoon react somehow?â she asked softly.
Jake snorted. âOf course the man reacted. We all knew he would. He was mad as hell at me, not only for taking Rachel, but for wounding him in the process. I had hoped the whole escapade would help in catchinâ him, but he somehow got off that train before the authorities could grab a hold of him.
âI knew he would come back to the farm. Somehow, I had to keep Daniel safe and out of this. I was gonna leave, after all, but my stubborn brother was refusing to budge. I donât know what magic that little plot of land worked over him, but now that he had his hands on it, he refused to give it up. He wanted to settle down there, get married, and raise a family.
âSo, to make sure Calhoon didnât come after him, I made it clear that I was the one who had come up with the plan to get rid of Rachel, and I told Daniel that if Calhoon ever showed up, to put all the blame on me.
âI was the one who went after her, after all. I got her off that train, and I was the only one who could say anythinâ about it. Everyone around knew that Daniel and I didnât get along, so I hoped it would help convince Calhoon that I hadnât included my brother in this scheme.
âIt was still a gamble, but Daniel was stupid enough to risk it. Of course, since I was going to take the blame, I wasnât going to hang around Texas. I left one night without tellinâ Daniel where I was going. It would be safer for him, as well, if he didnât know where I was.
âAll this happened four years ago. I havenât written my brother once in all this time. If Calhoon somehow got a whiff that we were in correspondence, he would decide that Daniel is conspiring with me about Rachel. And that is why,â Jake glumly concluded. âI donât communicate with any of the members of my family.â
âYou mean that Calhoon is still somewhere out there? After all these years, you think he is still looking for your sister?â Dannie felt a chill go down her spine.
âYup, they still canât catch that scoundrel, and heâs still lookinâ for Rachel. I donât know if itâs because he actually fell in love with her, or just because he wants to prove that he always wins. Either way, heâs been houndinâ me for quite some time.
âWe met up once as I was travelinâ through Texas, and he tried to get her whereabouts out of me.â
âTried?â Dannie asked, eyes wide. âHow?â
âYou donât want to know, trust me. I told him the honest truthâthat I didnât knowâbut, of course, he didnât believe me. He threatened he wouldnât leave me alone until I gave Rachel up.
âI got lucky that time and managed to get away, alive and more or less in one piece.â
âPretty soon after that, I joined a cattle drive and traveled to Wichita. It was there that I met Bessie. She was a right pretty girl, the prettiest I had ever seen in my lifeâand Iâll admit, I was smitten right from the start.â Jakeâs voice grew rather strained, and he fought to keep his cool.
âWe began seeinâ a lot of each other. Bessie was friendly and sympathetic. After all I had been through, it was nice to have someone to talk to. I still wasnât sure exactly where I was going to go to start building my future life, but I knew that, wherever it was, I would want to build it with her.
âThere was one thing about her, however, that should have gotten me suspiciousâbut I was too in love with her to notice it. Love makes us blind, and sometimes it makes us blind to the wrong things.
âShe was always askinâ about my family and seemed keenly interested in what happened to Rachel. Whenever we would get to talkinâ about just anythinâ, one way or another the conversation would somehow lead to Rachel. As I mentioned earlier, at first, I hardly even noticed. I was too busy building plans for the future.â
âWhy did she want to know where Rachel was?â Dannie had, of course, already guessed the answer, but she felt it would be better if she asked.
âBecause she was working for Calhoon,â Jake said hotly, his face growing angry. âShe was one of his gang. The little female that he used to seduce men to get information out of them. I was just one of the many fish she was baiting to catch.
âCalhoon tracked me down and had her try to get the information out of me. She kept pesterinâ anâ pesterinâ me about it until finally I began to grow a little suspicious. I didnât want to think anythinâ bad of her. After all, I was very much in love with her. But I made up my mind that I would watch her carefully.
âI was hopinâ that my suspicions would prove to be nothing more than somethinâ I had made up. I so desperately wanted to believe that it was just me overreactinâ.
âBut one night I caught her talkinâ with Calhoon. He was all upset that this was takinâ forever. He said Bessie had better pull the strings in quick because he was startinâ to lose his patience. I didnât hear the entire conversation, but I heard enough to make me understand that Bessie wasnât in love with me at all. She was just doing her job.
âWhat was more, I found out that she was actually the lover of another one of his gang, and the man was getting real upset that the whole thing with me was taking so long.
âNeedless to say, when I found all this out, I was quite heartbroken. But I knew I needed to keep my head about me. That night I stole away without tellinâ anyone.
âI came here to Arizona, and pretty soon I met up with Clayton Walkers, who was looking to start a ranch. We teamed up, and the Cora Belle came to life.
âIâve been workinâ there for about three and a half years, and so far Calhoon hasnât been able to find me. Of course, itâs all just a matter of time. I know heâs still out there. One day, heâll find me and come to settle the score. He wonât lose. He canât lose. He has to win.
âWhen he does come, it will be me or him. One of us is gonna to have to go.â
âWhy didnât you change your name, try to hide your identity?â Dannie shuddered, almost expecting Calhoon to suddenly appear from the growing darkness.
âIâm no coward,â Jake replied. âIâll lay low while I can, but if he wants to find me so badly, then let him find me. Even if he does kill me, at least heâll know that I was perhaps the only person who stood up to him, who defied him, who wasnât afraid of him.
âLet him come and face me like a man, not have his little trollop do things for him.â
Jake cut off abruptly and stared out into the pouring rain. Dannie bit her lip, trying to think of something to say. Unfortunately, nothing was coming to mind.
âSo there ya have it,â Jake spoke up again. âThatâs the story of how my family broke upâand all because Rachel couldnât keep her head about her, couldnât keep her emotions in check.â
Jake shook his head in disgust. Dannie looked at him sympathetically and gently squeezed his large, calloused hand.
âShe was only sixteen, Jake. Girls tend to let their emotions get the better of them when they are that age. I first met Paul when I was sixteen and, well, we both know how that ended.â
Dannie let out a sigh. âSeeing as her father wasnât very affectionate toward her, and Iâm guessing both you and Daniel were busy sorting out your own lives, she was probably pretty lonely.
âThen some man comes along and finally gives her all the attention she has been craving. He showers her with pretty words and makes her feel like she is the most important person in the world. Iâm not surprised she fell for him.
âDonât get me wrong. Iâm not condoning what she did or how she behaved,â Dannie added quickly, seeing the fire starting to burn in Jakeâs eyes. âIâm just saying that, given her age and the circumstances, I understand why it happened the way it did.â
âAnd I also want you to know that I am truly sorry it turned out like this. Iâm also really sorry about the way it was with Bessie. Iâm guessing she is the reason you find it hard to trust any woman.â
Jake slowly nodded his head. âOne of the reasons, at least. Amy helped out, and Rachel gave her generous contribution. I guess Iâm just not lucky when it comes to women.â
There was a pause before Dannie spoke again, her voice filled with regret. âJake, believe I owe you an apology.â
âFor what?â Jake looked at her in surprise.
âFor judging you. I didnât know anything about you, but came to conclusions just the same, without bothering to try and understand why you were the way you were. Papa would have been ashamed of me. He taught me never to judge a person, but Iâm afraid I was never good at following that particular set of teachings.â
âWell, I wasnât exactly nice to you either. So Iâll apologize too, and weâll call it even.â
Dannie smiled. âNow that weâve got it all settled, how about some dinner?â
âSounds good to me.â Jake grinned and went to the wagon to try and find something to eat, while Dannie cleared the sleeping space and arranged the bedrolls for when they would need them.
They would not be getting to Hopewing today.