Cavanaugh opened and closed his mouth several times, like a fish out of water.
“You’ll both be sorry for this,” he gritted like a stage villain. “Come along, Pepper.”
“Do you....” Sandy spoke through a dry throat after Cavanaugh’s truck had thundered away. “Kitty, do you live here in the trailer?”
“Why, of course.” She looked at him oddly. “There’s not the slightest danger.”
“I’m not so sure, now. Couldn’t you stay with one of the Navajo families in the neighborhood for a while?”
“Then who would protect the school? It’s more important than I am.”
“But....”
“Don’t you worry, Sandy Carson Steele.” She patted his arm. “The Navajos are my friends, and they’re no friends of Cavanaugh. I’ll tell them what’s happened and they’ll take good care of me. Now you had better get back to the well as fast as you can. The roads are completely impossible after dark.”
CHAPTER NINE
Fighting Fire with Fire
When he got back to the well Sandy found that Hall had already set out on his fund-raising campaign while Donovan had locked himself in his trailer laboratory and was running analyses on oil samples he had taken before the cement was poured. Ralph had just finished welding a heavy cap to the top of the casing.