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to hear about Silver and Molly.”
    Wes sighed. Stretching out on the bed, he told her of the mutual interest that Silver and Molly seemed to share.
    â€œI’m glad for her,” said Renita. “Bryan Silver is the kind of man who would make any woman proud.”
    â€œI reckon,” Wes said. “If he wasn’t interested in Molly, I wouldn’t want him spendin’ too much time with you.”
    Renita laughed. “You’re jealous of him.”
    â€œSome,” said Wes. “There’s just something about him. If I could figure out what it is and sell it, I’d be rich. I just had the feeling that if El Lobo and I hadn’t been around, Silver would have had you and Tamara in bed with him. One at a time, or both at once.”
    â€œYou won’t have to worry about that,” Renita said. “If Molly has her claws in him, he won’t have the time or strength for anybody else.”
    â€œYou don’t like Molly, do you?”
    â€œNo,” said Renita. “After your father was killed, she’d have gone after you, if you had not ridden off to Mexico, hunting the Sandlin gang.” 7
    â€œTarnation, she’s ten years older than me,” Wes said.
    â€œNathan was ten years older than Molly,” said Renita. “King Fisher was as old or older than Nathan, and Molly lived with him until they had a falling out. Any difference in age won’t matter to a woman, as long as everything works out under the sheet.”
    â€œYou can be so damn crude, and without cause,” Wes said. “Molly doesn’t even like me. She blamed me for my father’s death.”
    â€œPerhaps at first,” said Renita, “but you don’t understand women, Wes Stone.”
    â€œThen I reckon it’s time I was figurin’ them out, startin’ with you,” Wes said.
    Quickly he blew out the lamp and piled under the covers with her, while in the next room, El Lobo and Tamara still talked.
    â€œI am proud of you, Palo,” said Tamara. “It is an honor to have won the friendship and confidence of such a man as Bryan Silver.”
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,“ El Lobo said, pleased. “He bueno hombre.”
    In his room Bryan Silver lay across the bed, having removed only his hat and gunbelt. He did not know how long he might remain in Dodge, or what danger he must face in the days ahead. Leaning over, he turned up the lamp’s flame. There was a bedside table with a drawer, and within it a few sheets of writing paper and some envelopes with the hotel’s name and address. Sitting on the bed, using the bedside table, he quickly wrote a one-page letter. He folded the letter, placing it in an envelope, which he then addressed to Molly Horrel in El Paso. Removing his wallet from his coat pocket, he counted out five hundred dollars in currency. Tomorrow, before leaving El Paso, he would purchase a bank draft.
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    Across the street from the hotel, two men had concealed themselves in the shadows, as Silver, Wes, El Lobo, Tamara, and Renita had left the cafe.
    â€œBy God, it’s them,” said Olson. “We could gun them down from here.”
    â€œAnd have the law after us,” Baker said. “We’ll wait for a better time and place.”
    â€œHim and that damn Indian has got to die,” said Olson. “I ain’t forgettin’ how they took our horses in the mountains, leavin’ us to hoof it two hundred miles back to Santa Fe.”
    â€œI ain’t forgot,” Baker said, “but I ain’t forgot they can shoot like hell wouldn’t have it. They ain’t short-horns, either. We was all set to bushwhack them, when they got ahead of us, got the drop, and took our horses. We got to be careful.” 8
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    Silver was dressed, shaved, and ready to go when Wes knocked on his door.
    â€œI know we aimed to leave at first