Her eyes darted from man to man. She scanned the area and noted that she was still very close to the edge of the ravine. Niki could feel the big horse quiver beneath her and tense, ready to spring at the slightest provocation. She gripped Storm’s sides with her legs and grasped the saddle horn. One man pulled a pistol out of its holster. She doubted he intended to shoot her yet—instant death would be too quick, easy and preferable.
I hope you enjoy the adventure. For your copy, visit Amazon at Amazon at http://amzn.to/1b8wEma or Barnes and Noble at http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/big-horn-storm-kim-mcmahill/1112640883?ean=2940015204469&itm=1&usri=kim+mcmahill