It was almost too much for even a Sackett to handle!
He could outride and outshoot any five men, but he was a fool for a lady in distress. The posse was hot on his trail for murder when he took time out to rescue Sylvie from a gang of desperados. It wasn't till she'd bushwhacked him with a shotgun, and tried to poison him that he realised she was up to no good. And no sooner had he shot his way out of her clutches than he met Penelope. After he'd heard her sad story, he should have cut and run, but somehow a Sackett never seems to learn the easy way.

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