Bottom Barrel: : A BWWM Coyboy Romance (Honeycomb Gal #3)

"Why? Why have you done all this?" Brody snarled with anger.

"Tell them to drop their guns." Nick ordered.

He looked back at his men, then turned his eyes to her with a grin. "Seems we are at a stand still."

"No, we are not. As long as you die, Brody, I don't care what happens to me afterwards. Now, they can either drop their weapons or we can all die right now." Nick barked her order.

He waved his hand downward, and the men behind him lowered their revolvers. "Who are you?"

"Tell me, why, Brody. My father was Jacob Beldin, owner of the Honeycomb Ranch in Honeycomb. Why did you send your men to kill him?"

Brody gave another ratty grin, "Oh, all this for revenge, is it? Well, you certainly take retribution quite seriously. I'll tell you what, let's let bygones be bygones. With a head like that on your shoulders, you and I could be business partners."

"You don't have anything left, Brody. You are already in the position…"

He interrupted her, "It's true that you rid me of my prospects here in Redrock, but I am not the type of men to put all my eggs in one basket." His eyes turned to Tate, "This one could of told you that."

Nick didn't turn her attention from Brody, but directed her next question to Tate, "What does he mean?"

Tate shrugged, "He's just trying to turn us against each other, ignore him."

Nick swallowed, "I want to know why you killed my father, Brody. Did he owe you money?"

Brody chuckled, "I can hardly remember." He stepped backwards when he heard Tate's gun cock, "Oh yes, Honeycomb Ranch. I wanted to buy it, but he refused. I could of made that man richer then his wildest dreams. Damn stubborn man, wouldn't hear me out."

"That has been my family's home for generations. It's history was worth more then you ever could afford." Nick spat.

Brody nodded, "Yes, your father told me that same thing. However, seems that didn't stop you from leaving it behind." He grinned, "Oh, and thank you for selling to my partner William Beacon. He got a much better deal with you, then I ever offered your father."

"You son of…" Nick stepped forward and began to pull her trigger.