Chapter 13

He watched as his sisters and mother fawned over her after he'd told them she's his woman. When he'd seen she wanted to argue, he tapped the pistol he always had in his belt hook and she'd managed a small smile.

They rushed to her asking her name, what country she was from, what language she spoke. His mum hadn't been easy to convince. She'd called him to the side while the girls led his woman into the house, but he'd always thought he was good in putting up an act when it involved Rebecca, his mum.

Not today, he'd seen that, heard that when she asked what he'd done to the poor girl. He covered it with anger, telling her to let it go, then he walked inside.

"Where is  pops?" Gregory finally