“Miss Cullison didn’t mention her health. We were concerned about yours.”
“Yes?”
“Cullison is headed for town and his daughter is afraid he is on the warpath against you.”
“You don’t say.”
“She wanted me to get you out of her father’s way until he has cooled down.”
“Very kind of her.”
“She’s right, too. You and Luck mustn’t meet yet. Get out of here and hunt cover in the hills for a few days. You know why better than I do.”
“How can I when I’m under arrest?” Fendrick mocked.
“You’re not under arrest. Miss Cullison says her father has no charge to bring against you.”
“Good of him.”