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“There isn’t much more than what you have, but yes. Cindy is the go-to person for all administrative issues. Except for one.” Duggan smiled. “Call me sheriff, or Garth, when it’s just the two of us or around other deputies. Sheriff Duggan when we’re around civilians.”

“Works for me, Garth.”

“Good. Your first assignment is to visit Whistle Rock Ranch.” He stood, grabbing his hat. “Introduce yourself to those who don’t know you.”

“I believe I’ve met most of the people there.” Aiden followed the sheriff outside.

“This trip is to let them know you’ve been hired. Wyatt and Virgil were two of your references. They sold me on hiring you.”

This was new information for Aiden. “Then I’ll thank them while I’m there.”

“Good idea, Deputy. Stop by the office before you head home.” The sheriff held out his hand. “Welcome to the department, Winters.”

“Thank you, sir.” Aiden stood on the sidewalk for several minutes, watching Garth drive off, and getting a better feel for that part of town.

When he’d been in Brilliance as a bounty hunter, most of his time was spent on Whistle Rock, meeting with the sheriff, and doing internet searches. This time, he’d be viewing the town through a different lens.

The trip to the ranch allowed him time to think about what he’d say to Wyatt and Virgil. He knew from the sheriff the two men were crucial in the decision to hire him. Aiden owed them more than a thank you, though those two inadequate words would have to do.

Whistle Rock Ranch came into view fifteen minutes after leaving town. The incredible summertime panorama across the ranch to the Tetons took his breath away.

The dry road stood in contrast to his last trip where the spring snow had turned to mud on the warmer days. He could see ranch hands, and what he supposed were guests, milling about the barns and corrals.

Parking the truck, he stepped out, straightening his uniform. Across the hood of the truck, he spotted Wyatt talking to a ranch hand near the barn. Virgil led a horse into the closest corral where several of the guests waited.

Aiden didn’t want to interrupt either man. Deciding to stay out of sight, he leaned against the truck for several minutes, waiting for his chance. It came sooner than expected.

Wyatt spotted him as he approached from the parking area. “Hey, Deputy Winters. Good to see you.” He stuck out his hand.

Aiden grabbed the outstretched hand. “I came to thank you and Virgil. It was your recommendations that convinced the sheriff to hire me.”

“We just gave him the nudge he needed. Let’s introduce you around so everyone knows of your change in status.”

They walked first to the corral where Virgil demonstrated tacking up a horse. The crowd watched every move as he saddled the large animal, then slid the bit into the mouth before adjusting the bridle over the gelding's ears and head.

Shoving a boot into the left stirrup, he swung into the saddle with an ease born from years of practice. The gelding had been trained well by him and Wyatt. Fourteen years old, calm, with a sweet disposition, anyone could ride him.

Finished with the demonstration, he rode to the fence and dismounted. “As guests, you don’t have to worry about tacking up a horse. We’ll have them ready for you to ride. If any of you want to learn, we’ll be happy to teach you. Let Barrel know and arrange the training. Signups for trail rides posted for the week are already posted.”

Virgil handed the reins to Barrel before leaving the corral to join Wyatt and Aiden. He held out his hand.

“It’s a different look for you, Aiden. Congratulations.”

“Thanks. Actually, I came to thank you and Wyatt for the recommendation.”

Virgil waved a hand in the air. “Nothing more than you deserve. I’m glad Garth took our input seriously. Is today your first day on the job?”

“Sure is. I’ve been ready for a change. I took a chance and applied for the opening. How’s everything around here?”

The three talked as Aiden scanned the area before stopping himself. He almost shook his head at the old habit of perusing his surroundings.

“Better than we could’ve ever hoped,” Wyatt answered. “We have more guests than last year, and a waiting list for several weeks that are already filled.” He looked to Virgil.

“Several activities have been added. If the growth continues, Gage will need to hire an assistant for next year.”

“That’s great news. I know how much all of you were counting on this being a success.”

“It’s surpassed all of our expectations. Can you stay and have lunch with us?”

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