Chapter 101

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Ezra left Eli and Ephraim watching the camp while he slipped into town and met Weatherford in the building that used to belong to Miss Sadie, the local madam. She’d left town when the cut Weatherford demanded became too much, according to her. Damned uppity woman.

Ezra and Weatherford shook hands, and then Weatherford nodded toward the bottle and glass on the table.

“What are you doing in these parts, Wilson?”

“Got a job.” He went on to explain it—kill the man and take the woman and kids.

“Hmm. The men in town won’t be pleased to have you grab the woman right from under their noses.”

“There’s another woman they can have. This one’s ours.”

Weatherford twirled the end of his mustache, then snapped his fingers. “I’ve got it. I’ll tell them she ran off with a wastrel—”

“A what?”

“A—never mind. She ran away from home, and her father wants her back.”

“Will they buy it?”

“Yeah, because I’m the one who tells them.”

Ezra stared at him. Well, he knows his own town best