I Had To Choose Between Keeping My Ranch And Saving Six Strangers

a low bar today, Dawson.”

“Listen carefully.” He glanced over his shoulder. “It’s a forgery. The contract Martha ‘signed’—I saw him practicing her signature two nights ago. He traced it from an old receipt.”

My vision tunneled with rage. “You let me sign over my ranch knowing he had no legal claim?”

“I couldn’t prove it! Without that notebook, without continue reading …