Wounding -Chapter 18

Bill, after taking the weapons from the wounded or dead henchmen, decided to divide them between them.

He was so proud of Elizabeth, after all, he had helped her when she learned to shoot. Looking at Nathan and Wynn, he said that the Mounties should use Elizabeth in the police force, because she was shooting like Jack Thornton with both hands. Edward and Gab, who were listening to the conversation, said at the same time that it was really incredible.

Nathan was petrified, but his pride in this woman's strength only grew, how he loved these two. Today Gab began to understand why this woman had made Nathan fall in love with her, his friend who had never imagined or considered marriage, today he was a lovesick puppy, but Elizabeth's drive, strength and determination, as well as her beauty, would make any man fall in love.

Elizabeth felt her leg boil, the blood was still flowing, she saw Charles and knew that they would find her at any moment. Seeing a pharmacy ahead, she decided to call it, it was her chosen spot on the map, the only PH pharmacy in town, she was attended to and cared for by Mrs. Mary, who bandaged her wound. She was a very nice and kind fat lady. She gave her food and shelter. Elizabeth let go of the horse and slapped it on the ass, after thanking it and kissing it. She couldn't let the horse get hurt, after all, it was a free animal.

Charlote looked at the map again and said:

- Nathan, look here, she wasn't going to stay in the church. Look, it's inside the pharmacy ... Here, inside the Pharmacia, it's worth fighting for love, she's waiting for you there.

The other men in the car arrived and heard what had happened; Lee's mouth was hanging open; if he told them, no one would believe that his sweet teacher had done all this. Lee was so proud of Elizabeth, he and Jack were great friends, but after Jack's death, he just wanted to protect and love Elizabeth and her baby and make them happy. He never imagined that they would fight and drift apart. Well, now he saw that she had used the weak point in each of them so that they could fight and drift apart. Today he realized what she had gone through alone, in those almost two years of fear, and only Lucas and Fiona had been able to see what was happening and protect her. Who would have thought that Lucas could one day be such a good and protective man?

Henry, Ned and Jessy walked around the square gathering and counting the dead. They were stunned by all the events. How could a father ambush his daughter and his own grandson? How could a father shoot his own flesh and blood? People, this is too crazy, to think how a father could sell his own daughter? They were talking and becoming increasingly angry with this Charles and William, when Jessy shouted:

- Henry run here...

This was the exact spot where her horse was hit by the first bullets, but look at that... it's blood and a piece of cloth.

They ran over to Bill and Nathan, who soon joined them. From what they could see, it was part of Elizabeth's pants, blood too, which meant she was wounded.

Charlote rolled her eyes, imagining the worst, and spoke up:

- More than ever, we have to find her, we don't know how she is.

They had to wait, the place was still full of strangers. They hoped that most of them would disappear so that they could lose them and go to the pharmacy near the place.

Charles and Willian entered the hotel, pale and very, very angry. Where had you ever seen a woman and a child escape from a place with so many armed henchmen?

- Where have you ever seen a lady ride a horse like that daughter of yours, as soon as she's my wife I'm going to teach her some manners," he laughed; Charles had an evil look on his face, he wasn't thinking good thoughts.

- Well, you can do what you need to. That girl needs to learn to obey; where have you seen her pick up a gun, she's mad. Ever since that little soldier Jack Thornton, she's gone wild. It's a good thing God had plans for him, and I didn't have to get my hands dirty, because I already had everything planned, but that was better than my plans. They went into their rooms, and both Charles and William called a harlot to supply their pleasures. Those two were one and the same. The poor things came out of there with bruises all over their faces and bodies.