Chapter One: For Love or Money

Here are the first few paragraphs of the novel I am writing for NaNoWriMo.
There are 2038 words. This will not be edited nor corrected until after the month of November is over.

For a few minutes Nate crouched behind the outcropping overlooking the men below. When he rode up he had stumbled upon the men talking and he was waiting to see if they were the posy chasing him He knew from experience that he could hear almost everything that echoed off the far canyon wall. Most of the conversation he could hear had to do with the cabin below. His cabin. Nate’s wife was in there, waiting for him. . It was going to be harder to get his wife out of the cabin if they were the posy that was hunting him. Nate planned to go around back, through the hidden trail. He liked to sneak up on his wife and surprise her. She always laughed when he did that and he liked to see her smile.

Nate’s was listening very closely now. They were starting to argue.

“Let’s just shoot the cabin up,” said the taller man.

“Hang on, hang on. Let’s not be hasty. Are we sure that is the cabin that belongs to Nate Hobbs?” Nate was peeking out when he saw that it was the Sheriff speaking.

Nate ducked back behind the ledge as one of the men started to turn his way.

“I haven’t seen anyone come out since we’ve been sitting here watching. Are we sure someone is in there?” Nate didn’t recognize that voice but it didn’t sound like the sheriff.

“I’ll go down and look, I can work my way around that way,” he said. Nate watched him pointing to the west.

Nate figured that there were only four of them. He thought that there might have been a fifth but he didn’t hear him speak. He listened for a few more minutes before he started to work his way back to the hidden trail to the cabin.

Nate gathered the reign’s to his horse when he hear the sheriff yell to the cabin.

“Hello the cabin.”

Nate returned to his watching position. The men in the posy were standing in open sight now. They were looking toward the cabin most crowding to the front of their outcropping watching the cabin as the Sherriff continued to yell.

“Hello the cabin. Nate Hobbs, are you in there?”

Nate looked at the window where the sink was. He knew that Alice, his wife would look through that one if she was home.