"Wyoming Territory, December 1887. The cold didn’t just bite; it chewed. It gnawed at the bones until you forgot what warmth felt like. Elizabeth ""Libby"" Montgomery sat on the peeling wooden bench of the Cheyenne train station, her breath pluming in the air like a ghost leaving a body. She had three dollars in her pocket, a leather medical bag clutched to her chest, and a reputation that had been shredded back in Philadelphia. She closed her eyes, and for a second, she wasn't freezing in Wyomi