Apparently, there is a small group of pro-slavers in the area. My friend says a cannon was fired off just outside of town and he’s worried that the ...pro-slavers are going to use it on the anti-slavers in the area.“Once you get your two Deputies moving west to pick up the prisoners, I’d like you to ride up to Pinos Altos and quietly investigate what’s going on. That’s a bench warrant,” he said pointing to the paper he’d just handed me. “You can use that if you find anything nefarious going on,. It must have been his whistling now, that had startled his unknown company, and when he heard a glass break he immediately spun around, noticing the spilled juice and broken glass on the floor before he noticed the young woman. She was small, maybe even petite, but she wore thick sweats that made her look somewhat pudgy. Sweats in this heat? Conner wondered over the wardrobe, another oddity. She had pale skin and wide blue eyes surrounded by thick lashes. Her wavy hair was a color of. Griffin was 5'6", muscular, with a small but noticeable six pack. He had permanently tan skin from living in Texas all his life. His dark brown hair hung to his eyebrows, curved to the left at the ends. His warm green eyes seemed to take her whole figure in at once, making his averagely tan cheeks flush.The last night, they spent till two a.m. talking, and when they both passed out, Zoe woke up to find Griffin sleeping on top of her, his cheek resting on her breast. She felt his body shudder,. “We should talk”, she said.“Not now.”“I--”“Not now. When we finish.”She wasn’t happy, but she nodded and left me alone.We did some stretching and warming up first. We’d been training and running for a long time so we all knew what we should be doing, and there was little need for instructions. After that, we got ready to run.Before we set off, I closed my eyes. Felt the air go in and out of my lungs. Listened to my heart. Firmed up my intention: to do my best.I did what I always did: race.