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Frank stared at Roy with a puzzled expression "My gun safe?"

"The less you know Frank, the better Just open it for Grover and walk away" Roy grabbed a nearly empty crate and dumped the contents on the counter He then packed all the ammunition into the crate "Thanks, Frank I'll settle rabbed the container and dashed out the door Frank and the elderly patron stared in disbelief

As Roy carried the box back to the blacksmith shop, he crossed paths with Grover the bank president carrying a large cloth bag Grover looked nervous as he clutched the bag to his chest

"Grover, Frank is expecting you," said Roy as the two men passed each other in the street

Grover spied the contents of Roy's crate "Roy, where are you going with all that a to end a war between "

The bewildered president continued toward Dillard's but kept a watchful eye on Roy as he hurried along

Arriving at the home of Reverend McAllister, Roy first dropped the crate on the buckboard floor, and then he knocked on the McAllister's front door

Maura opened the door and cheerfully greeted Roy Her pregnant belly see us fix dinner Can you stay for supper?"

Roy's expression was serious "Not at this time, but thanks May I speak with Sara?"

Before Maura could turn around, Sara heard Roy's voice fro out "Roy!"

"We need to talk Sara"

Sara saw Roy's face "Is everything alright?"

Roy walked off the porch and over to the buckboard and waited Sara excused herself to Maura and ran over toAs she kissed hi on the floor

"What's this Roy?" Sara pointed at the box

Grasping Sara by the shoulders, Roy stared into Sara's eyes Sara was still dusty from the tunnel dirt "I need to tell you how ht of not having you and the boys around is not soine I need you and the boys to stay here with the McAllister fa? What's all the ammunition for?"

"Sara, I don't expect you to understand, but the Dixon gang won't stop until they have the money they stole Sheriff Dinkins took a bunch of theto start killing more innocent people before this is over with"