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Aftershock Part IIRenee sighed deeply, shaking her head. "I just want to be done. Kay was right - I'm not a racer nor do I want to be and if I do: I want to run when I want. Not when I'm told... and I-I pretty sure I just made it worse." She said softly, glancing down to her boots where the crimson blood of those fools was staining her floorboard. It had been in defense of her family: they'd crossed a bloody well-defined line. And Bear had clearly threatened them if they had been found in the house... but it was sinking in what she'd done and it didn't feel so great...
Kay nodded, glancing to where Henley was on the phone. She pointed to her phone - her trailer - and then the drive. Signaling she and Alex were going to go and get the three they'd found.
"We'll have to get the other horses back from the Pack themselves," Henley said, sighing heavily at the thought. "At least they didn't take 'em all," he stated, looking towards the barn and pastures. "Just the ones they knew were valuable, or would have
Stock used: Heavy Warmblood Mare Standing Paddock