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A Contract of Honor

Copyright© 2025 by Megumi Kashuahara

Chapter 18: The Siege of the Deed

The economic siege launched by the Cattlemen’s Association was swift and coordinated, proving Cates’s prediction that a family was difficult to feed when the surrounding world starved them out. They weren’t fighting Steward; they were fighting the ranch’s ability to operate.

The key threat was the demand to immediately call in the long-term loan on the valuable northern grazing land—a section integral to their seasonal cattle rotation. The Association had arranged this through their network, invoking the “Material Adverse Change” clause in the loan agreement, arguing Steward’s new political and social isolation constituted a catastrophic financial risk. This was a corrupt maneuver, but a legal demand they had to meet to prevent the land seizure that would collapse the ranch’s primary asset.

The Problem of the Herd

Steward and Elara faced the maps and ledgers in the ranch office, Miya sitting quietly at the edge of the large table, listening intently.

“The loan call is for twelve thousand dollars, Father,” Elara summarized, her finger tracing the lines on her meticulously kept ledger. “We have the Emancipation Trust principal of five thousand and another four thousand in liquid assets. We are still three thousand dollars short, and the interest rate doubling means we can’t get a loan anywhere else in the Territory.”

“The timing is their weapon,” Steward stated, tapping the map. “We have two hundred head of prime beef ready for sale, but they aren’t fully matured. If we take them to a distant, safer market like the North Railhead now, we lose fifteen percent of their market weight. If we wait, the bank seizes the land.”

Elara lifted her chin. “We must save the land. It’s the legal cornerstone of our standing. We lose the land, we lose the foundation of our Deed Gambit.”

Miya, who had been silent, finally spoke. “The prize horses. You said the ranch depends on the horse sales.”

“The horses are the future, not the liquid cash we need today,” Steward reminded her.

The Counterstrike: The Mare and the Market

“Not the horses,” Miya insisted, pushing an old photograph of a stunning black Quarter Horse mare across the table. “Her.”

The mare, Shadowfax, was a gift from Steward to Miya—a magnificent animal, her lineage the pride of the ranch. She was Miya’s masterpiece: trained entirely by Miya, possessing unmatched speed and a nearly mythical intuition for cattle work.

 
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