Chapter 17

⁠​​​‌​​​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌⁠As we rode, I tried to get into mental fighting trim. It wasn't easy. Walton, I kept telling myself, you're too old for this kind of intrigue. And why drag this innocent woman in. You're not shuffling paper and cutting deals and then going out for a drink with the other side's counsel after you've both finished impressing your clients by shoving each other against the wall. You're about to start f