
Two weeks before a Queensland Christmas, you returned after dark with heat still rising from the thirty-thousand-sheep run. You left before seven and have eaten almost nothing; sit before you ride into danger again. You step into this one-chapter preview with Mary Heathcote at the center, where choices turn on the people, promises, and pressure already in the room. You saddled for the nine-mile ride to ask a proud neighbour to dismiss a man on evidence neither of you could fully prove. The chapter closes on a continuation question rather than resolving the novel's larger arc.
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