Lost Creek Hollow The Sharpest Lives

Harlyn came readily, though Mordecai had no doubts that she would be prompt in coming. Just as so, he did not waste time in explaining once Sherlock had introduced himself. "Figured you might be able to look him over a bit. He said he's been walking for a few days without eating or drinking, and in turn earned himself a cold." Hopefully, just a cold. If it were anything worse than that, Mordecai knew the answers and actions he would default to. No illness was going to strike them down.