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  Yesterdays Vengeance - Chapter Ten Of course Johnny is in trouble.   Johnny POV   I hurt. There was a ringing in my head, and all was blackness. A glass was at my lips; the laudanum dulled everything and I slept.    The next time I came to I played possum. The ringing sound wasn’t as bad but all was still blackness.    Blind—the fear I had experienced before flooded back. I tried to put a hand to my eyes but I was tied down.    I tried to blink and realised there was a blindfold covering my eyes.   Okay, Johnny what happened?    Last thing I remember is…come on Johnny, think. Yeah, the Degans.    I was going to have a word with them.    A vague memory of an explosion and the jail seeming to collapse; was it an earthquake? What the hell happened? My head ached, and not just from the laudanum someone had fed me. I needed to cough. My chest felt tight like it did when I went down with a fever.   I coughed and my body shook, and then I sneezed. Was I covered in dust?   I couldn’t hear th

  Johnny is found but Vince Harper is out there. Yesterday's Vengeance    Chapter Eleven Val POV     “Hold up, Murdoch. It’s too dark to push the horses. We need to make camp.”    I knew it was not what he wanted to do; heck, it ain’t what I wanted to do either.   I looked over at Murdoch. Even in the dark I could see the frown. He had sent men off in different directions to check on line shacks and bordering ranches. It was just him, me and Frank. He had well and truly and very loudly ordered Scott to stay behind.    Old Harlan wasn’t going to be much use on the trail so he was back at the Hacienda under instructions to keep a close eye on Scott.   My horse nickered and that old tracking instinct kicked in. I sat and let my senses talk to me.    “Smoke.”   Murdoch lifted his head.    “Where?”   There was too much cloud cover for moonlight, but there was a breeze and the smell of smoke was coming from the east.    “Eastwards.”   “The Semple’s old place.” Murdoch had no sooner got t