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blanched at his language, but quickly brought her face back to a stern neutral look.
“Neither of those groups is involved. The problem is that the people who are involved haven't really revealed themselves,” she said.
“So what you mean to say is that you really don't have any idea who in God's name is after you at given moment, and you figured the best thing to do upon arriving in the front range would be to hire two of the local gunslingers to help make sure that you stay alive.”
“That's right,” Bell said quietly.
“Well the good news is that's fine by us. The bad news is that we can't really make any guarantee about your safety beyond 'safe enough' simply because we don't have the faintest idea who we're dealing with right now. It could be the Mexican Army for all we know.”
Bell shook her head slowly.
“It isn't anything like that. Don't think bigger, think smaller and meaner. Like assassins and stuff like that. There is a lot of double crossing going on right now so I figured the best thing to do would be to hire two people that I know aren't involved and go from there.”
“Well,” Jerry said. “Let's head to the stagecoach and get out of here.”
“I'm not so sure about all of this,” Dillard said as the two of them sat on the front of the stagecoach, guiding the horses down the road at a slow trot.
They'd be to Denver long before morning, which meant that they'd be checking into a hotel just on the outskirts of town, then they'd head in at daybreak.
“I understand your reservations completely,” Jerry said. “But what can a man do when he takes a job? We took this job, and for a good amount of money paid up front. And I don't know about you, but I don't have much of that money left. So if we were to say, I don't know, decide to go back on our word that might just well mark us lousy out east, and then they won't ever want to work with us again. But if everything goes smoothly who knows how much repeat business we can get out of this.”
“Those are good points,” Dillard said. “I guess I'm just talking out loud, but I sure wish we knew what the fuck was going on. I mean, I get that boss lady can't exactly just prattle off every little secret in the world to us, but at the same time, you'd think she'd be a little more helpful in preparing us for what could happen.”
Jerry nodded. He agreed. And sitting by Dillard in the dark while they trundled down the rocky road that it would be easy to get a really bad attitude about everything that was going on. And Jerry didn't want to do that. So far nothing bad had happened and there was pretty much no reason to think that anything bad would happen. Bell had met them in Boulder and that had been the right call. Even though Boulder was only fifty miles away from Denver it wasn't like the people in Denver would be watching every town around them. And if they were then they wouldn't have allowed Bell to leave Boulder because it would have simply been too big of a risk, that is if the goal of the unknown parties set against them was to keep Bell from reaching the opening of the new bank. But maybe he'd figured it all wrong the whole time, or maybe Bell wasn't telling them the pieces of information that would really help them tie the loose ends together.
As the stagecoach bumped and rattled down the road Jerry looked up at the beautiful summer night sky. The stars above him blazed so brightly it seemed as if he shot at them maybe he'd put it out. Up ahead the city of Denver glowed slightly in the dark from the light of street lamps. The night was still, aside from the occasional whirr of bats overhead
“Neither of those groups is involved. The problem is that the people who are involved haven't really revealed themselves,” she said.
“So what you mean to say is that you really don't have any idea who in God's name is after you at given moment, and you figured the best thing to do upon arriving in the front range would be to hire two of the local gunslingers to help make sure that you stay alive.”
“That's right,” Bell said quietly.
“Well the good news is that's fine by us. The bad news is that we can't really make any guarantee about your safety beyond 'safe enough' simply because we don't have the faintest idea who we're dealing with right now. It could be the Mexican Army for all we know.”
Bell shook her head slowly.
“It isn't anything like that. Don't think bigger, think smaller and meaner. Like assassins and stuff like that. There is a lot of double crossing going on right now so I figured the best thing to do would be to hire two people that I know aren't involved and go from there.”
“Well,” Jerry said. “Let's head to the stagecoach and get out of here.”
“I'm not so sure about all of this,” Dillard said as the two of them sat on the front of the stagecoach, guiding the horses down the road at a slow trot.
They'd be to Denver long before morning, which meant that they'd be checking into a hotel just on the outskirts of town, then they'd head in at daybreak.
“I understand your reservations completely,” Jerry said. “But what can a man do when he takes a job? We took this job, and for a good amount of money paid up front. And I don't know about you, but I don't have much of that money left. So if we were to say, I don't know, decide to go back on our word that might just well mark us lousy out east, and then they won't ever want to work with us again. But if everything goes smoothly who knows how much repeat business we can get out of this.”
“Those are good points,” Dillard said. “I guess I'm just talking out loud, but I sure wish we knew what the fuck was going on. I mean, I get that boss lady can't exactly just prattle off every little secret in the world to us, but at the same time, you'd think she'd be a little more helpful in preparing us for what could happen.”
Jerry nodded. He agreed. And sitting by Dillard in the dark while they trundled down the rocky road that it would be easy to get a really bad attitude about everything that was going on. And Jerry didn't want to do that. So far nothing bad had happened and there was pretty much no reason to think that anything bad would happen. Bell had met them in Boulder and that had been the right call. Even though Boulder was only fifty miles away from Denver it wasn't like the people in Denver would be watching every town around them. And if they were then they wouldn't have allowed Bell to leave Boulder because it would have simply been too big of a risk, that is if the goal of the unknown parties set against them was to keep Bell from reaching the opening of the new bank. But maybe he'd figured it all wrong the whole time, or maybe Bell wasn't telling them the pieces of information that would really help them tie the loose ends together.
As the stagecoach bumped and rattled down the road Jerry looked up at the beautiful summer night sky. The stars above him blazed so brightly it seemed as if he shot at them maybe he'd put it out. Up ahead the city of Denver glowed slightly in the dark from the light of street lamps. The night was still, aside from the occasional whirr of bats overhead
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