Any chance Leon had been talking to Susie vanished when Thomas heard Phoenix’s answer. “Right. And if we stick close enough to the border, we can make as many trips into Texas and New Mexico that we want. Rustling is easy. Easier than robbing trains and coaches.”
Leon laughed. “Not as much fun, though. Don’t tell me you don’t like sticking it to the marshals whenever you get a chance. Someone needs to be teaching them a lesson. Might as well be us, right?”
“I knew you two would get along just fine.” A woman’s lyrical voice. Silver Sue herself. “Can you hand me my shawl, Leon?”
“Oh, we’re not going to settle down and rustle cattle forever. I’m still too young to retire. Just got to lay low for a while. I’ve got bigger plans.”
“Are you going to come out front and listen to me sing?” Sue asked.
“Why don’t you give us a private performance later tonight? I want to discuss some things with Leon.”