Chapter 18
He shoved his hand between the edge of the mattress and the wall, then slid it along the frame until he felt the end of a billy club and grabbed it. It fit perfectly in his hand; he pressed it against his leg and walked out of the bedroom. A blond-haired man stepped down the ladder, his cowboy boots sliding on the last step, sending him falling into the cabin.
Chris tilted his head as he watched the scrawny man stand up, unsure why Ron’s ex-brother-in-law would be there. “Travis?”
“Christopher,” Travis said, smiling as he brushed his hands against his legs.
Travis Thornton and Ron had never been close. Ron had tolerated him because of Terry, but why would Travis be at the Toadnow…unless he’d followed Chris.
With a tighter grip on the billy club, Chris took a step backwards.