Longarm and the Gila River Murders by Tabor Evans

Author:Tabor Evans
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group

Chapter 10

“Monty was just moved a few hours ago from Doc Potter’s place over to the Rawhide Hotel where the doctor can easily check up on him three or four times a day,” Beason told them as they hurried down the street.

“Have you visited him yet?” Longarm asked.

“I have,” Beason answered, “but he didn’t want to talk. The kid just described Cain Hawker to me and then turned his head away. From what I’ve heard, Monty Allison is not the least bit sociable.”

“He’s been badly beaten and our parents were murdered,” Cindy snapped in her brother’s defense. “So I don’t see how you can blame Monty for being unfriendly.”

“Miss, I’m not blaming your brother for anything,” Beason countered. “I sure didn’t mean it to sound that way either. Given what your brother has been through, I reckon anyone would be bitter and upset.”

They arrived at the Rawhide Hotel and Beason said, “I knew you were coming so I took the liberty of booking you a couple of hotel rooms. Marshal Long, your room is on the first floor, Number four, and Miss Allison is on the second floor, Room Twenty-one, which is right next to her brother.”

“Thank you,” Cindy told the young lawman as they swept inside the hotel, not even bothering to take in the nice lobby with its polished floor and dark walnut wood paneling.

“Custis,” Cindy said, “I’d appreciate it if you’d give me a few minutes alone with Monty before you go up and question him.”

“Of course,” Longarm agreed. “I’ll dump my things in my room and be out here waiting in the lobby when you come down.”

When Cindy climbed up the stairs to the second floor, Longarm went to the registration desk, registered, and got his room key. A few moments later, with Marshal Beason still in tow, he put his things in his room, then went back outside and looked around at the hotel lobby. “This will do fine, although I’m not expecting to be here for much of my stay.”

Tom Beason asked, “How long will you be here, Marshal?”

“I have no idea,” Longarm told the local lawman. “I guess that all depends on how long it will take to arrest or kill Cain Hawker.”

“That could take quite a while. Maybe you should just let the bounty hunters do the job and go back to Denver. I’ll send you telegrams and keep you updated.”

“I appreciate your cooperation,” Longarm said, “but I’ve never had a lot of faith in bounty hunters.”

“Why not?”

“Because most of them are amateurs,” Longarm said with his usual bluntness. “They’re farmers or cowboys or ex-soldiers who think that bringing a man in for his bounty will be quick and easy work. Oftentimes, it is. However, I have a feeling that Cain Hawker is going to be very, very difficult to bring to justice because of his association with renegade Apache.”

“I’d have to agree with you under ordinary circumstances,” Beason said. “But Hawker has a two-hundred-dollar reward on his head, and that’s one hell of a lot of money.

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