Whisper In The Dark (The McKinnon Legends-- The American Men Book One) by Ranay James Read Free Book Online

teeth and bounded back down the stairs feeling more comfortable, but she was still a little miffed at Robert’s attitude. She was not going to give him the satisfaction of knowing he was right. She felt certain he was probably the kind of man who was always right and confident in the knowledge. Yet, he was not cocky.
    Much to her relief, George was looking better by the minute. Due to Robert’s administrations, the bleeding had stopped and the blood wiped off of George's face. Entering the living room, she got in on the tail end of the conversation which undoubtedly centered on George’s assailant.
    “I think so too, boy. I could have taken the rat bastard if he had come at me like a man.”
    Not taking one bit of offense to being called boy, Robert heard the frustration in George’s voice. He could well imagine how growing old was difficult for a man like George. Hell, he probably was going to be the same way himself when the years and nature caught up to him.
    “No doubt you could have at least given him a run for his money. You still have fire in you, George,” Robert agreed not wanting to hurt the old man’s ego. “Do you remember anything?” he asked as he noticed Katherine’s return.
    “No, I didn’t see a damn thing. The sniveling rat-bastard-son-of-a-bitch hit me from behind before I could even get the lights on.” He reached back and gingerly touched the gash on the back of his head pulling away two bloody fingertips.
    “I’m walking into the bunk house going over in my head everything we need to do for...well, you know…,” he was referring to the funeral, “and the next thing I know I’m waking up here all bloody.”
    Robert and Katherine supposed he was having as hard a time, if not more so, than they were coming to grips with Kyle’s death. George, just as his father before him, was born and raised on this ranch. It was the only home and family George had ever known. Seeing both her father and her brother be born and then die here must be hard. He was as much a part of the fabric making up the Brandenburg history as anyone.
    “I’ll kill the bastard for no other reason than scaring my baby girl half to death like he did.”
    Robert looked at Kate over his shoulder.
    “Well, from the look on Katherine’s face, you’re going to have to take a number, George. She looks really hacked. I guess I would be too if I had a middle name like Delight,” Robert teased winking at him.
    George snickered and then locked it down instantly seeing the searing look she tossed their direction.
    Robert was not as anxious now with George talking and coherent. No doubt the old man was hurt, but his injuries were not life threatening as he first feared.
    “Sounds like a name for an exotic dancer if you ask me,” Robert tossed out the comment knowing full well it would either push her buttons or make her laugh. He was prepared for either reaction. She did not disappoint.
    She smiled rolling her eyes then tossed a pillow at him. “Oh, hush up you two.”
    It was a start, he thought.
    “And you bet I am hacked, and where in the Sam hell is that ambulance? For God’s sake, I could have walked to Harris Methodist Hospital by now,” she said moving to the front window looking toward the highway in the distance.
    “Girl never was one for patience,” George said looking at Robert. He lowered his voice to a whisper. His words were for Robert only. “I know my arm is broken, and I think one of my ribs is too, Robby boy, but for God’s sake, don’t tell her. She’ll get all bitchy and fussy, and if I’d have wanted a woman to fuss over me, I’d have married, you know?”
    “I know what you mean, George, but I’m afraid she’s way passed bitchy at this point.” Robert understood her frustration was born of fear and exhaustion.
    “I have no idea where she got that temper, Robert. Kyle and Karl both were even as the day was long. Her,” he sighed gingerly tossing his head in her direction, “a very short