The Wild One Page 28
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"Stop here — we must check every major coaching inn from Ravenscombe to London!"
The Den of Debauchery members reined up their steaming horses outside yet another inn. Before Crusader could even come to a stop, Gareth was out of the saddle, leaping puddles and charging through the front door.
He was back a moment later, frantic with disappointment and rising anxiety as he leeaped back aboard the tired horse.
"Not there," he cried, yanking his hat down against the rain and setting his heels to the animal's sides. "Damn it, we must find her!"
