Chapter 78: FATE

Becky ran from the fort without a backward glance, twigs snapping beneath her feet. Tears blinded her pale blue eyes, obscuring her vision.

A single scream shattered the stillness of the night seconds before Becky crumpled into an unceremonious heap on the forest floor. In the darkness, a stranger grinned at the buxom blonde's untimely death.

Like a man on a mission, Chief Red Hawk led raids on the neighboring, unsuspecting villages. In the middle of the night, they had no idea the angel of death was approaching. Revenge and still smarting from his earlier insult was a lethal cocktail. John and Gavin would regret their earlier actions by morning.

Carrying scalps dripping with the blood of innocent men and women who had been needlessly slaughtered in their sleep, Chief Red Hawk retreated with his warriors back to their camp as the last of the stars melted away.

Children wept softly as they were led toward the unfamiliar camp, their parents' hair wafting hauntingly in the breeze.