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hadn’t been brutalized and surely raped by a bunch of warriors.
    After a while, the girl seemed to grow quiet in his arms as if she understood or was simply tired of fighting him. He relaxed his grip as they covered the miles. The men riding with him were quiet, exhausted, and dirty, some of them half asleep in their saddles.
    Abruptly the girl came alive and fought her way out of his arms, fell to the ground, got up, and started running back along the trail.
    â€œI’ll be goddamned!” Colt swore and reined in, dismounted, and ran after her. She was tall as well as slender and she wore a ragged deerskin dress that showed long slender legs as she ran. “Come back here!” he yelled, but she kept running.
    Oh hell, he didn’t need this aggravation. He had a mind to just let her go, but of course he couldn’t do that. How would he explain losing the rescued white girl when he got back to the fort?
    She was fast and he was tired. He cursed as he chased her with all the men in the patrol reining in and laughing as they watched. “Hey, I put a silver dollar on the girl!”
    â€œNo, I think the lieutenant will catch her.”
    â€œShe must be loco to want to go back to the Injuns!”
    â€œOrder in the ranks!” Mulvaney shouted while Colt put on a burst of speed to catch up with her. Again he cursed his luck on being assigned to the Second Cav.
    Colt tackled her and they both went down, she still fighting and clawing. The dirty deerskin had slipped up, showing darkly tanned thighs. He felt soft breasts and a small waist as he wrestled with her, and then she turned her head and sank her teeth into his arm. He couldn’t help but yelp. “Damn, she’s worse than a coyote bitch!”
    He gathered her up, kicking and protesting, and carried her back to his horse. She was light, probably not very well fed, he thought as he threw her up on his horse and mounted behind her. “Look, you’re safe now. The Comanche can’t get you. What’s your name?”
    The column was moving again.
    â€œMuakatu,” she said softly in Comanche.
    Moonlight , Colt thought, a perfect name for a girl with golden hair. “No, what’s your white name? Do you have family in Texas?”
    She paused as if she couldn’t remember, or maybe she’d been so brutalized, she’d lost her memory of the past and her language.
    Colt looked down into her dirty face and guessed she must be in her early twenties. “Maybe you have a husband?”
    â€œPuhu Retsi,” she whispered and Colt’s blood ran cold. Spider. No wonder the girl was in such shock. Spider could be brutal when it came to women.
    Colt rode up next to the captain. “I think we’ve just bitten off a big hunk of trouble.”
    The captain looked over at him. “How so?”
    â€œThis girl is Spider’s woman. He won’t let us take her without a fight. He must have been out of the village with his braves or we might not have gotten away from there alive.”
    â€œSo what’s one Comanche brave?” the captain laughed.
    Colt didn’t laugh. “He’ll come after her or set the whole countryside ablaze in retaliation.”
    â€œGood Lord, you exaggerate, Lieutenant.”
    Colt shook his head. “I don’t think so. He may gather up half the warriors in Texas and hit our fort. You don’t take anything that belongs to that young brave without him wreaking vengeance.”
    â€œOh, pishposh.” The captain dismissed him with an airy wave of his hand. “Besides, once we get back to the fort, we’ll send out messengers and find her family. Then she’s their problem.”
    Colt didn’t say anything. Right now, she was his problem. She had dropped off to sleep from sheer exhaustion, and he cradled her closer and felt protective because he knew Spider so well. His blood brother. She was probably terrified that if she didn’t go back,