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  Lawfully Forgiven

  Jenna Brandt

  Contents

  Copyright

  Introduction to The Lawkeepers Series

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Epilogue

  A Note from the Author

  Also by Jenna Brandt

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  Acknowledgments

  About the Author

  Copyright

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, organizations, places, events and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Locale and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, actual events, or actual locations is purely coincidental. All rights reserved.

  No part of this book may be reproduced, or stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without express written permission of the author, exception the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. For permission requests, email [email protected].

  Text copyright © Jenna Brandt 2019.

  The Lawkeepers Series © Jenna Brandt 2019

  Original cover design by Josephine Blake with photo copyright by Period Images and 123rf.com

  Introduction to The Lawkeepers Series

  There’s just something fascinating about a man wearing an emblem of authority. The way the light gleams off that shiny star on his badge makes us stare with respect. Couple that with a uniform hugging his body in just the right way, confidence, and mission to save and protect, it’s no wonder we want to know what lies underneath.

  Yes, what echoes deep inside those beating hearts is inspiring. Certainly appealing. Definitely enticing. Although those ripped muscles and strong shoulders can make a woman’s heart skip a beat—or two—it takes a strong, confident person to choose to love someone who risks it all every day. Anyone willing to become part of a lawkeeper’s world might have a story of their own to tell.

  The undeniable charisma lawmen possess make all of us pause and take note. It’s probably why there are so many movies and TV shows themed around the justice system. We’re enthralled by their ability to save babies, help strangers, and rescue damsels in distress. We’re captivated by their ability to protect and save, defend the innocent, risk their lives, and face danger without hesitation. Of course, we expect our heroes to stay solid when we’re in a mess. We count on them for safety, security, and peace of mind. From yesterday to today, that truth remains constant.

  Their valor inspires us, their integrity comforts, and their courage melts our hearts—irresistibly. But there’s far more to them than their courageous efforts. How do they deal with the difficulties they face? Can they balance work and life? And how do they find time for love outside their life of service?

  We want to invite you on a journey—come with us as we explore the complex lives of the men and women who serve and protect us every day. Join us in a fast-paced world of adventure. Walk into our tight-knit world of close friendships, extended family, and danger—as our super heroes navigate the most treacherous path of all—the road to love.

  The Lawkeepers. Historical and modern-day super heroes; men and women of bravery and valor, taking love and law seriously. A multi-author series, sure to lock up your attention and take your heart into custody.

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  The Lawkeepers is a multi-author series alternating between historical westerns and contemporary westerns featuring law enforcement heroes that span multiple agencies and generations. Join bestselling authors Jenna Brandt, Lorana Hoopes, Elle E. Kay, Patricia PacJac Caroll, Evangeline Kelly, Ginny Sterling and Barb Goss as they weave captivating, sweet, and inspirational stories of romance and suspense between the lawkeepers — and the women who love them.

  The Lawkeepers is a world like no other; a world where lawkeepers and heroes are honored with unforgettable stories, characters, and love.

  ** Note: Each book in The Lawkeepers series is a standalone book, and part of a mini-series of sorts, and you can read them in any order.

  Dedicated to

  my husband, Dustin, Badge #5654,

  who inspired me to create this series.

  You’re not only my heart and soul,

  but my own personal lawkeeper.

  One

  Fall of 1890

  Rockwood Springs, Texas

  As the wood and brick buildings of Rockwood Springs came into view, the sun setting cast shadows behind them. The long horseback ride from Abilene had worn on Emmett Moreley’s nerves, not to mention the prattling of the other rangers in his company. They were good men, but with little else to do but talk, they drove him crazy.

  Emmett formed his posse with six of the best rangers, knowing he would need the numbers and expertise to apprehend the Beckett Gang. They were a group of five men, including the infamous Bill Beckett. There were rumors a woman recently had been seen with them. The gang was wanted for a string of heists throughout the state, and the Texas Rangers were tasked with stopping them. Captain Wilcox had put Emmett in charge. It was Emmett’s goal to prove he was capable of getting the job done.

  Though only being a ranger for three years, Emmett had gone through the mill, and gained a reputation as being ruthless. He didn’t take kindly to anyone who defied the law, even though he considered himself a fair man.

  “Can’t wait to get into town, bend my elbow, and get a woman for the night,” said John Boggs, who was one of the rangers. He took a swig of his water, then swiped his brow with his handkerchief.

  Summer was over, but the fall did little to improve the heat that remained. The Texas prairie sun was brutal and could cause many men to lose not only their wits, but life. It’s why Emmett insisted they rest regularly, drink plenty of water, and always wear their Stetsons for protection. He didn’t need one of his men falling ill right before they were ready to pounce on the gang.

  “You’ll get your time off, just like I promised, John. But don’t overdo it—that goes for the lot of you,” Emmett warned. “We’ll be up bright and early to ready ourselves for the bandits.”

  “How did you come by the information anyway, Emmett?” Moses Enders asked, with curiosity. Though new to rangering with only five months under his belt, the young man had a quick mind and an uncanny ability to pay attention to details. Emmett had specifically picked him, knowing he would be a great addition to the posse.

  “I talked to the widow of one of the gang members who died a few months back. I had a hunch the gang didn’t take care of her, and I was right. When I visited her last week, she explained they had a pattern to their targets. She only knew about it because she overheard them talking about it one night when they were all drunk. They follow the mine deposits, and the next one is due tomorrow from the mine outside of Rockwood Springs.”

  “That was some mighty fine detective work,” Moses said with appreciation. “I hope to be as good at it as you one day.”

  “You will, Moses. You’ve got a keen eye, and that will do you well in this job.”

  “Stop kissing up to the boss man now,” Jesse Burns, the gray-haired veteran
ranger, stated with an irritated tone. “It’s not like it’ll do you much good. You’re lucky to be on this posse at all, green as you are.”

  “That’s enough of that,” Emmett warned the older man, slowing his horse to ride next to Burns. “I pick my men by their abilities, not by seniority. If you have a problem with that, you can turn right around and head right back to Abilene.”

  Emmett glared at the other man and waited for him to respond. Finally, the veteran ranger shrugged and said, “This is your posse and I’ll abide by whatever you say, Moreley.”

  “Good to hear. We don’t need any more problems than we already have,” Emmett explained. “The Beckett Gang has been tenacious in their evasiveness. It’s our job to change that.”

  As they trotted down the Main Street of Rockwood Springs, heads turned to inspect the newcomers. Between their dirt-covered steeds, boots, and hats, it was obvious they had been traveling further than from just a neighboring town.

  The men stopped outside the Long Reach Saloon, knowing they would have affordable rooms that would suffice for the night. Emmett climbed down from his horse, pulled his watch from his vest pocket, and noted the time. “I suggest you all stable your horses for the night, then grab a bite to eat before heading to bed. We’ll have an early morning. The train is due at 8:00 a.m., which means we need to be ready by 7.”

  “You got it, boss,” Nick Porter said with a big grin, making his missing front tooth even more noticeable. He had lost it in a fight after a card game a couple of weeks back. He got into trouble wherever he went, which made Emmett wonder if he was just placating Emmett. If Nick hadn’t been such a great tracker, Emmett wouldn’t have brought him along on this job.

  “I mean it, Nick. No foolin’ around. If you end up in jail, I’m not bailing you out.”

  “Understood. It’s not me you have to worry about. I would be more worried about Gunder over there,” Nick said, shrugging to the burly red-haired man next to him. Gunder Lange was built like a mountain and was an expert at squeezing information out of just about anyone. He had a horrible temper on him when he thought he was being done wrong. He carried a chip on his shoulder, which didn’t serve him well.

  “That goes double for you,” Emmett warned. “Food, bed, sleep—in that order.”

  Gunder grunted what sounded like an acknowledgment under his breath. Emmett figured that would have to do. Gunder had a thick German accent and didn’t speak much.

  “Good, I expect all of you to be on your best behavior while we’re here. Remember, we represent the Texas Rangers.”

  “Where are you headed off to?” Moses inquired.

  “I don’t sleep in saloon rooms. I prefer the quiet of hotels,” he said, shrugging towards the nearby building. “You’re all more than welcome to join me there—” when all of their eyes grew wide with distaste, he finished with, “—but I can see from your reactions you’d all much prefer to stay at the saloon.”

  Emmett pulled his bag from his saddle, marched over to the hotel, and headed inside. He needed to have a full night’s rest for what was coming the next day.

  The next morning arrived, and Emmett pulled himself out of bed, still groggy from a restless night’s sleep. Though he had gone to bed early, it had done him little good. His mind kept running through different scenarios and the appropriate responses, keeping him from resting peacefully.

  After getting ready and gathering his belongings, Emmett headed downstairs and grabbed a quick breakfast and a cup of coffee—enjoying the quiet before it was interrupted by the rest of the day. Before he headed out, he said a silent prayer, asking for God’s protection and guidance.

  Emmett made his way over to the saloon, hoping to find the men downstairs and ready to go. He didn’t want to go upstairs and wake them up.

  As he entered the establishment, he was grateful to find his men ready for action; all of them were geared up with their gun belts, hats, and boots.

  “Glad to see you all made the right choice,” Emmett said with an approving grin. “Thank you for not making me throw a cold bucket of water on any of you.”

  “Don’t need a repeat of last time,” Nick said with a shake of his head. “That water was mighty cold when it hit me back in Abilene.”

  “You had to know I was serious,” Emmett said with narrowed eyes. “There’s no sleeping on the job when you’re in my posse.”

  The men stood up and headed out of the saloon. They made their way down to the train station depot where they bought their tickets.

  They split up into groups, with two being on each end of the train and two in the middle. Emmett decided being in the center would allow him to control the situation better. He took a seat in order to blend in with the other travelers, but kept his eyes peeled. It was important to stay on high alert even though he knew the bandits wouldn’t strike until the train was isolated.

  As the transport pulled out of Rockwood Springs, Emmett noted that the passenger car wasn’t overly crowded. This was a good thing, considering what was about to take place if the bandits did indeed show up.

  Twenty minutes passed without incident, and Emmett wondered if the widow had given him bad information. He leaned over to Moses and whispered, “I’ll take a look around. You stay here and keep an eye out.”

  Moses nodded his head as Emmett stood up, making his way through their car, looking for anything out of place.

  Emmett finished discreetly inspecting the first two passenger cars noticing nothing out of the ordinary. As he entered the third one, Emmett fought the discouragement wanting to take up residency in his spirit.

  Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a beautiful blonde woman who seemed nervous. She was glancing around the train as if she was waiting for something. She was sitting alone and clutching a tapestry traveling bag with all her might. Her behavior peaked his interest.

  He took a seat two spots back from her, then pulled out his notebook with the details from his investigation. He glanced through until his eyes came upon the description of the woman who was rumored to be a part of the Beckett Gang. Petite young woman, in early twenties, with long blonde hair and hazel eyes.

  A second glance at the woman sitting in front of him, and he realized she could easily be the young woman rumored to recently be spotted with the bandits. Was she there to find out exactly where the mine deposit was and relay it once they were on board? Was she on the train as a decoy or to be a pretend hostage if things went south? Or was Emmett jumping to conclusions? Was she simply a passenger on the train, trying to reach Dallas?

  Suddenly, the train jerked and the squeal of brakes could be heard. Within moments, the train came to a halt.

  Emmett quickly came to his feet as his hand came to rest on his gun at his hip. The passengers on the train looked around in confusion, worry, and fright. They knew, as he did, that if the train stopped without warning, it was never for a good reason.

  He watched the woman to see what her reaction was, wondering if she would give away any clue as to what her reason was for being on the train. Despite the chaos of the travelers moving around and looking out the windows, she remained reasonably calm, her hands still clutching her bag tightly.

  Commotion from further down the train drew his attention, and Emmett sprinted down the length of the passenger car. As he entered the next car, he saw his men, Nick and Gunder, who had been stationed at the far end. They had their guns pulled out, and they were yelling at two masked bandits.

  “Stop right there. You’re under arrest for the attempted robbery of this train,” Nick yelled at the men. “Drop your weapons before anyone gets hurt. My partner here,” Nick said gesturing to Gunder, “won’t hesitate to throttle you both.”

  There was a growing group of people around the men, who both had two guns each, pointed out in opposite directions.

  Moses must have heard the noise as well because he reached Emmett’s side and asked, “What are we going to do, Boss? Nick and Gunder are dealing with those two bandits, but the Bec
kett Gang have five members. Where are the other three?”

  “Good question,” Emmett said, glancing around with suspicion. “Something doesn’t feel right about this whole thing.”

  Emmett went through the layout of the train in his head, and he realized quickly that the two bandits were in the wrong part of the train. The back portion was where supplies were stored, and deposits were safeguarded. Were these men sent in here as a distraction, so the real heist could happen secretly?

  “We need to get to the back part of the train. All of this,” he gestured to what was going on in the next train, “is a decoy. Nick and Gunder can handle it.”

  Emmett and Moses rushed in the opposite direction. The blonde woman brushed into him with a worried look on her face. He wanted to reach out to stop her so he could question her, but if he did, it would mean not getting back to where he suspected the real robbery was taking place.

  Knowing he didn’t have time to do both, Emmett sped past her until he was at the back part of the train. He glanced around, trying to locate either Jesse or John, knowing both of them should be at that part of the train.

  Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure slumped against a barrel. It was John, blood trickling from the side of his head. After a quick inspection, Emmett let out a sigh of relief. He was still breathing, which meant he simply got knocked out.