The next couple days were quiet. Mitch, who got restless staying in bed, was happy to have Andi and Cory there to amuse him. Andi, who soon got bored of staying indoors, tried to coax Cory to come outside with her.
At first he refused. “Andi ,we don't know where those men are. They could be hiding around close to the town. I am responsible for you as well as Mitch, and I don't want to take any chances.”
Andi snorted. “YOU responsible for me? I don't think so! And Mitch is perfectly able to take care of himself for a hour or two. Aren't you, Mitch?”
Mitch, who had been a silent observer of the argument, grinned. “You better go with her, Cory. Nothing stops my sister when her mind is made up.”
Cory groaned. “That's what I was afraid of. Okay, we'll go, but only for an hour.”
As the door closed behind her, Andi took a deep breath of the fresh air. Turning to Cory, she grinned. “Don't tell me you're not glad to get out of that stuffy room for a while.”
Cory smiled. “That I can't deny. So, where are we going?”
“Oh, I don't know. We could just walk around the town.” Just then, Andi looked across the street. “Cory, is that Chad?”
Cory turned to where she was pointing. “It sure looks like him, but I can't tell for sure because his face is turned away from us.”
Andi started across the street. “I'm going to see who it is.”
Just as she reached the boardwalk on the other side of the street, Cory yelled, “Andi, look!”
Andi turned to where he was pointing.
A mounted procession was making its way into the town. The sheriff came first, while behind him rode five men on horseback with handcuffs around their wrists.
“It looks like they caught the rustlers. I wonder where the cattle are.”
“They're probably outside town a little ways and bedding down for the night. Some of the ranch hands are most likely with them,” Cory replied.
Just then Andi spotted Chad and Justin waving at them. “Look, there they are. I guess that man wasn't Chad after all.” Andi turned around to look at the man she thought was Chad. As she turned around she turned into someone and, caught off balance, she fell.
“Are you alright, miss?”
“Thank you,” Andi said getting to her feet.
Cory ran over. “Are you alright, Andi? How did you fall over?”
“That was my fault,” the man said. “I was walking past and she turned so quickly that I ran into her.”
“I'm sorry. I turned around because I thought you were my brother, Chad, but when I saw him riding in with the sheriff I turned around to see who you were.”