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“Oh, I think Chip can give you the address. He knows where it is, as well.” He lifted his cowboy hat, gave me a slight nod, and then walked out of the bar.

“Well, he was nice,” I said to Chip, who looked amused. “I hope everyone in Montana is as nice as you guys.”

“Oh, yeah. Austin’s a real good one. I think you’ll find that most everyone here in the Bitterroot Valley is very, very nice. Hold on. I’ll get a pen and paper and I’ll write you down the address.”

“Thank you, Chip. I really appreciate it.”

“Oh, you’re welcome, Ms. Lucy. I have a feeling I’ll be seeing more of you soon. The ranch isn’t that far away.”

“Oh, great. That sounds amazing.”

“And I wouldn’t be surprised if you’d be seeing Austin again soon, too.”

“Oh, yeah? He lives close to here as well?”

“Yeah. We’re the only bar in a hundred-mile radius, so everyone comes here after a long day at work.”

“Wow. I guess this is really small-town living.”

“Yeah, I guess it’s going to be a big change for you, being a city girl and all.”

“Yeah, that is true.”

“So, now that Austin’s gone, I don’t suppose you happen to know which of the Hamilton boys you’ll be marrying?”

“Sorry, what?” I swallowed hard.

“Well, I figured if you know the parents, but you don’t seem to know the boy, you’ve been speaking with just the parents?”

“Uh …um …,” I stammered, “kind of? Okay, I didn’t want to say anything with that guy here, but I’m kind of here for an arranged marriage.” How had Chip guessed?

“Oh, yeah?” He started laughing. “Really? Oh boy, Amelia and Ranger are going to get into trouble.”

“Oh, no. What do you mean?”

“Their sons are not going to be happy. You don’t happen to know which son?”

“I guess it’s the oldest son?” I shrugged. “I don’t really know much. It’s kind of a long, complicated story.”

“The oldest one, huh?” He grabbed a bottle from the wall and chugged it. “Yeehaw! This is going to be a fun week! I can just tell.”

“Oh, yeah?

“Oh, yeah! Well, good luck, Lucy. I have a feeling you’re going to need it.”

“Well, thank you, Chip.” I wanted to ask more but I was too scared. What did he know about the Hamiltons that I didn’t? At least he was laughing and not warning me away. So presumably they weren’t psychopathic killers.

“Oh, well,” I grabbed the address, “I guess I should be going now. Meet the in-laws and everything.”

“Good luck, girl,” he chuckled. “Good luck.”

Chapter Three

I got into the car and was about to put the address into my GPS when my phone started ringing. I answered it immediately when I saw that it was Olivia.

“Hey, girl.”

“Hey, what’s up?”

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