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“No,” she said, pressing the bottle until a bead of blood ran down Creighton’s neck. “I’m the one who’s going to bury him. But first, I need your uncle’s dynamite, your horse, and that broken machine upstairs.”

Evaris stopped polishing. “Who?”

Artie whispered a name.

You do not own the land. You never did. The land owns you.

“Mr. Pendergast,” the uniformed man said, stepping over the broken door. “You have something of mine. A cipher machine. And a message.”

Two men filled the frame. The first was a rancher—broad, red-faced, smelling of whiskey and old money. Banner Creighton. His jaw was a slab of granite, and his eyes held the cold arithmetic of a man who counts losses in human lives.

Jacob Dutton (Harrison Ford) stood on the porch, watching his nephew Spencer (Brandon Sklenar) mend a fence line with the grim focus of a man who’d seen too many wars. But Jacob wasn’t thinking about fences. He was holding a letter, its wax seal a crest he hadn’t seen since 1918: the Office of Indian Affairs, Special Acquisitions Division.

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“No,” she said, pressing the bottle until a bead of blood ran down Creighton’s neck. “I’m the one who’s going to bury him. But first, I need your uncle’s dynamite, your horse, and that broken machine upstairs.”

Evaris stopped polishing. “Who?”

Artie whispered a name.

You do not own the land. You never did. The land owns you.

“Mr. Pendergast,” the uniformed man said, stepping over the broken door. “You have something of mine. A cipher machine. And a message.”

Two men filled the frame. The first was a rancher—broad, red-faced, smelling of whiskey and old money. Banner Creighton. His jaw was a slab of granite, and his eyes held the cold arithmetic of a man who counts losses in human lives.

Jacob Dutton (Harrison Ford) stood on the porch, watching his nephew Spencer (Brandon Sklenar) mend a fence line with the grim focus of a man who’d seen too many wars. But Jacob wasn’t thinking about fences. He was holding a letter, its wax seal a crest he hadn’t seen since 1918: the Office of Indian Affairs, Special Acquisitions Division.

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