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“You mean with Janes?” he demanded

“Yeah” Sallie nodded wildly

“But that was just to pay you to keep your Indians away froard “Maybe we should tie another piece of rawhide around your neck and see whether you strangle before your head cracks open”

“No He paid me to sic the Indians on the Triple C,” Sallie insisted

“He did, huh?” Bull mocked

“Darily “It wasn’t my idea Don’t make me die like this!!”

Bull slowly turned to face Benteen “I set up a‘tween him and Janes Boston said it was just to buy protection and keep the Indians away froh his face “I didn’t know …” He choked on the words

Benteen had seen Bull too er at the confession, but it was tempered by cool reason that said Bull had been used o-between

“I’ve never killed aa fool,” Benteen snapped

“What do you want done with hiade

“Hang him”

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Nervous sweat ran from his pores as Judd Boston sat behind his desk in the bank’s private office He kept dabbing at theon his upper lip and forehead until his fine linen handkerchief was da of the pendulu out

At the knock on the door, he grabbed the gun from his desk drawer and forced himself to speak calmly “Yes?”

“It’s me—Janes,” came the muffled reply