money.â
Goaded by the lackluster vote of confidence in the stoic expressions on their faces, he raked his fingers through his hair, trying to see their side of things. Theyâd all four been betrayed by Max. Even so, thereâd been a hope that existed among Joseph, Aaron, Zach and Ben that Max would come to his senses someday. That heâd return home to the family.
The idea that Max lay cold in some unmarked grave made Benâs chest tighten with ready sorrow. How had he failed so miserably? It shouldâve been different. Heshouldâve been able to turn Max around and get him to see reason.
When he thought of his brotherâs widow lying in the other room, her weakened body racked with fever and sickness, his heart wobbled off-beat. There had to be more to her than met the eye. And he wanted to be the one to uncover it.
âI think if you had the opportunity to talk to Callie, youâd see why I couldnât just turn her out in the storm.â
âMaybe,â Aaron conceded. âBut why you feel like you have to go and give her a job, room and board, when itâs pretty obvious sheâs trying to pull a fast one, is beyond me.â
âKeep your voice down.â Ben sliced another reproving look to Aaron and moved to stand next to him. âShe wonât take a handout. She insists on paying me back for her care, and Iâm inclined to believe that she means it. You both know that I could use help around here. One good look at this place proves that.â
âI donât knowâ¦it all looks fine to me.â Joseph quipped good-naturedly, stepping toward them. He turned his head as though taking in the full measure of the place.
âThis from a blind man.â Aaron rolled his eyes, clapping Josephâs arm. âInspect things with those sensitive fingertips of yours, and I think you will change your tune.â
Ben chuckled softly. âIâm not arguing. We all know that I didnât inherit the âneat and tidyâ ways in the family like you, Joseph.â
âAt least youâre right on that account.â Aaron quirked an eyebrow.
âListen, I know how much guilt you carry over Maxleaving the way he did.â Joseph sighed, setting his focus dead center on Ben. âWe all feel responsible in one way or the other, but we tried to get him to come back. Even doled out more money for him when it was obvious heâd been a fool and spent all of his inheritance.â
Aaron slid his hands into his pockets. âPulling this little lady into things when we donât know her from a stranger could be barkinâ up the wrong tree.â
Ben glanced over to the front window where the town slowly dug out from the foot and a half of snow that had fallen last night. In spite of the impeding snow that made movement outside difficult, at best, his brothers had been on his doorstep at ten oâclock this morning, checking to make sure heâd returned safely from his calls last night. The youngest, Zach, likely wouldâve been here, too, but he was probably buried knee-deep in chores on the cattle ranch where he worked as foreman.
Ben valued the close relationship he had with his brothers. They looked out for each other, picked up slack when one was down. And they all felt a profound hole where Max had been.
His jaw ticked with edginess. âMax aside, Callie is obviously in need of a little help, and Iâm going to do what I can for her.â
He remembered, with a sense of shame, the panic in her eyes last night when he had as much as accused her of stealing the locket. âYouâre right, though. She could easily be some fast-talking thief who knows an easy target when she sees one. And if thatâs the case, Iâll do my best not to get taken, but until I find out more, sheâs staying right here.â
Chapter Four
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