Nothing was going to stop him, not his fatigue, not his age—not when Thunder was so close. He wasn’t about to lose his precious stallion again—not after everything they’d been through. His beloved horse was just out of reach.
The chase took them deeper into the fields, the familiar landscape of the farm giving way to more rugged terrain. George stumbled over a patch of uneven ground but quickly regained his balance. His eyes were locked on Thunder’s silhouette, barely visible in the moonlight.