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With: Elias Steelgrave
Time of Day:  Afternoon

Drunk since the day Elinor Steelgrave left, Elias was a wreck of a human being. Unwashed, in the same clothes for weeks, a bottle in his hands at all times. He was ugly, ill tempered and wanted nothing to do with anyone, anyone except his truant daughter Leah.

The women of the Evergreen were gone. Leah had left in early November for the state capitol at Helena on some fool errand, or at least that was how he saw it. She was girl, what did she know about anything? And her mother? Points unknown, and why, why would she leave him at this juncture? They were wealthy almost beyond measure, the ranch would be expanding, well it would have been but word was delivered that Whitefish had been wiped out, almost totally destroyed. There was no word on his son Case.

So there he was, in that huge house, by himself.

The accusations about his molestation of Leah couldn’t be proven, at least not without her testimony, and he would see her dead first. But she was to blame, plain and simple, flaunting herself around the house the way she had. That Elinor threw that up to him before her sudden departure was unfair. She didn’t understand what had happened, and that would have exonerate him of any blame and cast the guilt where it belonged on the ungrateful little bitch.

He found the humor in that and fell back out of the chair, knocking himself out.

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