Chapter 11-3

1038 Palavras

GRACE I’d never robbed a bank before. Even after living with Father and my brothers my whole life, I didn’t even know how. That was why I was surprised Barton Finch wanted me along. His plan was to get in, get the money and get out. Get gone. He thought me a woman stuck under his control, that he could blackmail me into being his new partner in crime. I had to admit, he had plenty to hold over me. Because I was a Grove, he considered me to be something I was not. I wasn’t ruthless. I wasn’t mean. I might have an infamous surname, but I was one no longer. The second I shot Father and Travis, I’d been done with them. I’d been ready to strike out on my own. Survive without them. Knowing they’d been caught and were no longer hurting people or wreaking havoc on the Montana Territory, I had be

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