"If I could be the one to go, I would. She's daughter." "And she's my little sister. Maybe not by blood, but in all the ways that count. Hunter--he may be too late to spare her completely. But he can reach her before they take her across the border." Loretta's stomach quivered with fear, fear she refused to analyze. "He's only three days ahead of me. The village won't have moved this quickly. I can find them. And that's exactly what I'm going to do." "At least take some men with you for protection." "Against an army of Comanches? They'd all be killed. And Hunter would feel betrayed. He's left me a trail out there to follow. If I show it to his enemies..." Loretta started down the loft steps. "No. This is something I must do alone."