Rawhide Ranger. Rita Herron

That land belongs to us.”

      Cabe threw up his hands to calm the crowd. “As I stated before, everyone needs to be patient, and let us get to the truth.”

      Trace lurched toward him, shaking his finger. “Just whose side are you on, Ranger?”

      “The side of the law and the truth,” Cabe said through clenched teeth.

      “You should be on our side,” one of the Natives said, triggering agreement to rumble through the crowd from the Natives.