man of his on the gallows.â
Tom ignored that. âVan, Parley, take down the names of all these men who witnessed the shooting in the saloon. After thatâs done, you boys ride back to the Flyinâ BS and stay the hell there.â He turned his back to them and faced the Carlin House. âYou men clear out. Right now. Get the hell to the JC range and cool down.â
âYou murderinâ scum!â a woman yelled from the Carlin side of town. âGoddamn trash, all of you!â
Sam and Matt stared at the woman. Maybe twenty-one or so, and definitely cute. But with a voice that would put a steam whistle to shame.
âPetunia Carlin,â a shopkeeper spoke from the door of his business. âSheâs just getting wound up.â
The young woman then started letting the invectives fly, shouting the curses across the street.
âMy word!â Sam said.
âI told you,â the shopkeeper said.
âPetunia!â Tom Riley yelled. âClose that nasty mouth of yours and get on back into the dress shop. Move, girl!â
Petunia stared at the marshal, stamped her little foot in anger, then gave Tom a very obscene gesture. She stomped back into the shop.
A young man stepped away from the crowd and yelled, âYou donât talk to my sister like that, Riley!â
âPete Carlin,â the shopkeeper said. âPetuniaâs twin brother. Crazy mean.â
âWhy are you talking to us?â Matt asked, twisting on the bench to look at the man. âNo one else in town will.â
âShut up, Pete!â Tom told the young man. âBefore your butt overloads your mouth.â
âAw, I figure you boys is all right,â the shopkeeper said. âYou just rode into a bad situation and donât have the good sense to ride out.â He turned and walked back into the shop.
âThere is some truth in his words,â Sam said.
âYou donât tell me what to do either, Tom,â Pete yelled. âMy pa will skin you and nail your hide to the barn door.â
Petunia stuck her bonneted head out of the dress shop. âPete! Shut your damn mouth and get off the boardwalk. You know what Pa said. Move.â
Pete muttered something and stepped back into the Carlin House.
The body of the dead A.T. puncher was toted off, and the BS rider was dragged off to jail. Matt and Sam had not left the bench during the entire episode. Tom walked slowly over to them.
âThat gunny who squatted down and talked to you boys, who is he?â
âBob Coody,â Matt told him. âFrom Texas way. He doesnât like me very much.â
âWhy?â
âHe claims I killed a friend of his down along the Pecos.â
âDid you?â
Matt shrugged. âItâs a possibility.â
âThe lid is going to blow off this boilinâ pot now,â Tom said, removing his hat and wiping first his forehead and then the inside band with a handkerchief. âI expect to see the whole kit-and-caboodle of them come storminâ in.â
âPetunia appears to be a very nice young lady,â Sam said with a straight face.
Tom looked at him, astonished. Then he smiled. âYes. Oh, my, yes. Very feminine. And what you saw today was only the tip of the iceberg, so to speak. Not that Iâve ever seen an iceberg. You boys really are stayinâ out of this mess, arenât you?â
âWe would have backed you if anybody had made a move,â Sam told him.
âI appreciate that. See you boys.â
The brothers sat and watched the BS and most of the JC riders leave town, galloping their horses and yelling. Pete and Petunia and a few of their hands remained. Matt and Sam sat and watched Petunia and her brother meet on the boardwalk and start up toward the hotel. They were going to pass right by the brothers.
âYou know any of the hands with them?â Sam asked.
âNot a one. I think theyâre regular punchers, but
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