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“Great day in the morning!” someone said.

A few people applauded and whooped. Delaney turned and gave them a small bow.

“I’d like to thank you, mister.”

Finn turned to see Jenny standing behind him.

“My pleasure, Ma’am.”

“Can I buy you a drink?”

“I’d be delighted.”

He glanced at Stone, who was watching him thoughtfully. Stone gave a slight smile, inclined his head and raised his glass to him.

“My name is Jennifer,” the girl said. ‘Jennifer Reilly. What’s yours?”

“Delaney. But my friends just call me Finn.”

“You sure do handle yourself well, Finn Those boys can be pretty mean.”

“Oh, I thought they seemed right sociable.” said Finn.

Jenny smiled. Oh, dear, thought Finn, not immune to its effects. What’s a heartbreaker like you doing in a place like this? One of the men behind him groaned from the floor, but made no move to get up.

“I’m afraid that coming to my rescue might have brought you trouble.” Jenny said. “Those men are Johnny Ringo’s boys. And they’ve got friends.”

“I’d be happy to make their acquaintance,” Finn said. raising his glass to her.

“I’m not sure you’d like that too much.” she replied. “What you did was very gallant, but I don’t want to mislead you. I’m spoken for.”

“So I heard.” said Finn. “I’d say the Montana Kid’s a lucky man.”

“He’ll appreciate what you did for me tonight,” said Jenny. “I’ll be sure to tell him when he gets back to town. I think the two of you might like each other.”

“Well, if you think highly of him, then I’m sure that I will, too,” said Finn. He turned around and glanced toward Stone’s table. The gambler was gone. He felt a light touch on his arm.

“You’re pretty good with your fists there, cowboy,” said a husky, female voice. “My! Strong, too!”

He turned to see an attractive young redhead smiling at him.

“Finn, I’d like you to meet my good friend. Becky,” Jenny said. “Becky, this here’s Mr. Finn Delaney.”

“Pleased to meet you,” Finn said.

“That was a nice thing that you did for Jenny.” Becky said. “Those boys had it comin’.”

“I thought so,” Finn replied.

“Too bad that Jenny’s already spoken for.” said Becky. “But I’m sure she wouldn’t mind if I was to thank you for her.”

She stood up on tiptoe and kissed him. She took her time about it and she seemed sincere.

“You’re welcome,” Finn said somewhat breathlessly, when she broke off the kiss.

“Well now, I haven’t thanked you, yet,” said Becky, with a smile and a smoldering look. “That was just to introduce myself. Jenny, you’ll send up a bottle, won’t you, dear?” She took Finn by the arm. “Would you be so kind as to escort me to my room, sir?”

7

“Now let me get this straight,” hissed Andre, furiously. “I was up all night, worried about where you were, and you were off getting your ashes hauled with some bimbo?”

“It wasn’t exactly the sort of situation I could have backed out of.” Delaney protested, whispering so as not to wake Lucas, who was stretched out on the bed.

“Oh, really? What did she do, force you?”

“Come on, Andre, give me a break, for Christ’s sake! It would have looked a little strange for a cowboy fresh off the trail to turn down a proposition from a woman like that! Besides, I thought I might learn a thing or two.”

“Well. I hope she was a good teacher.” Andre said.

“That isn’t what I meant, dammit!”

“What’s going on?” Lucas mumbled from the bed. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, “Finn! What happened?”

“He was out getting laid, that’s what happened.” Andre said.

“What?” said Lucas.

“It wasn’t like that.” Delaney protested. He quickly brought Lucas up to date on what had occurred the previous night. “I knew you’d gone out with the posse.” he said, when he’d finished, “and I figured Andre would try to get some sleep. The Oriental Saloon is one of the big social centers in this town and I figured if anything unusual was going on, there was a chance that Becky knew about it. I’m sorry if I worried you, but I figured that if I didn’t make contact. Andre would realize I was following up a lead.”

“Oh, is that what you call it?” she asked, wryly.

“All right, never mind.” said Lucas. “The important thing is, did you find out anything?”

Delaney nodded, “Yeah. She knows a lot about what’s going on in this town. Mostly stuff that we already know, but a few things that we didn’t. Like about Ben Stone. I think he’s a ringer. And I’m pretty sure that he suspects me, too. He saw me pull a martial arts move on one of those guys during the fight and if he’s a pro, it must have tipped him off.”

“What did you learn from the girl?” asked Lucas.

“He’s apparently loaded. He’s always got a roll on him. He rents a room in Fly’s Boarding House, but he doesn’t seem to spend much time there. When he’s not gambling in the Occidental, or the Alhambra or the Oriental, nobody seems to know where the hell he goes. He simply disappears. Apparently, there’s been some talk in town that he might be in on some of the stage robberies, but he was always around somewhere in front of witnesses when they went down. That still doesn’t mean he’s not involved, though. And after those three Observers were killed, he seemed real interested in the investigation.”

“She told you about that?” said Andre. “About the Observers being killed?”

“Yeah.” said Delaney, faintly puzzled. “Why?”

“Because it seems no one else in town will talk about it,” Lucas said. “It’s as if it never happened. When I spoke to Wyatt Earp, he claimed he didn’t know anything about it, had never even heard of anyone named Summers. Billings or McEnery.”

“You’re kidding.” said Delaney, started.

“It’s as if somebody went around to everyone in town and told them not to talk about it,” Andre said. “They all act as if it simply never happened. As if those men had never even been here.”

“That doesn’t make any sense.” Delaney said, mystified. “The whole town?”

“Well, apparently not the Whole town,” Andre said. “since Becky spoke to you about it. But when we first got in, we spoke to the bartender here in the hotel, Andrew Mehan, and he talked about it. Later, when I asked him again, he denied he’d ever said anything and looked at me like I was drunk or something.”

“That’s weird” said Delaney. “What the hell is going on?”

“That’s what I’d like to know: said Lucas.

“You get a chance to make contact with Neilson on the posse?” Finn asked.

Lucas shook his head. “He acted as if he didn’t know me. I figure whoever’s behind all this, one or more of them were on the posse and Scott knew that he was being watched.”

“You figure it’s the Network?” asked Delaney.

“I don’t know.” Lucas replied. “If it is, there’s a good chance we might have been blown as soon as we got into town. We’re known to some of those people. But it could also be the S.O.G. One way or another, we’ll probably find out before too long, because someone’s bound to make a move against us.”

“What bothers me is why suddenly no one will talk about those murders.” Andre said. “Could it be possible that the Network is actually in control of this whole town?”

“I wouldn’t have thought so.” said Delaney. “But I can’t think of any other explanation.” He compressed his lips into a tight grimace. “I’ll bet that bastard. Darkness, knows. Only he’s not going to tell us anything until he’s good and ready. And then we won’t have any time to think about it. Son of a bitch just once. I’d like to get my hands on him..”

“I keep thinking that there’s something we’re not seeing.” Lucas said. “Something we’re not taking into account. So far, we’re just floundering around back here, waiting for something to happen. I don’t like it. I’ve got a real bad feeling about this whole thing.”

“We’re going to have to make contact with Neilson as soon as he gets back.” Delaney said. “He’s got to know something. Something must have happened between the time he clocked in with his report and the time we got here