Cord’s pulse leaped. “Look at the second picture. The one of her alone.”
She went to the next photo. “Yes, the likeness is strong. She’s a healer, isn’t she?”
This time his heart did everything but explode from his chest. He nodded. “In her time, she’s a doctor.”
Maggie’s puzzled gaze shot up to his. “Her time?”
God, was he seriously starting to believe that…Masi’s voice cut into his thoughts. Anything is possible. He couldn’t go there. Not now. “Was it in town where you saw her? When?”
“She was in town for a while, but I didn’t actually see her with my own eyes.” Maggie concentrated on the photo, worrying her lower lip. “I saw a sketch of her on Wanted posters outside the jail and the general store.”
“A Wanted poster?”
She shrugged a slim shoulder and tried to return the photo. “Maybe I’m wrong.”
“Take another look. Why was the woman wanted?”
She studied Reese’s photo again. “She’s beautiful,” she said with the same wistfulness he’d seen earlier. “People said that about her, too. The ones who’d seen her…they said that she was too pretty and refined to be a—” Maggie cut herself short, her eyes as big as dinner plates when she looked up at him.
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