Beth Cornelison - Rancher's Redemption

All three men turned toward her. She bristled. “I saw the body myself! I touched it, not more than four hours ago!”

She shuddered at the memory.

The sheriff looked skeptical. “Did you hit your head when you went down?”

“There was a body, Jericho!” Nausea swirled in her gut. Did they think she was lying? Or hallucinating?

“I’m sure you were in shock,” Jericho said. “Maybe—”

“No maybes, Jericho.” His shoulders squared and stiff, Clay took a step closer to her side. “If Tamara says there was a body, there was a body.”

Her protest stuck in her throat. She turned to Clay, wide-eyed, her mind reeling, her heart full. They’d been on opposite sides of so many issues in the final months of their marriage, she’d grown used to butting heads with this stubborn man. Having him back up her story, believe her on something as important as this, touched her deeply, warmed her soul.

Suspicion furrowed tiny creases at the corner of Clay’s eyes. “The only real questions here are who moved the body…and why.”

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