Massacre at Crow Creek Crossing by Charles G. West

Author:Charles G. West
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pinnacle Books
Published: 2019-09-08T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 8

“I’m gonna need a couple of rooms,” Flint Yarborough informed Arthur Campbell. “And I want two of them rooms up there facin’ the street.”

“Yes, sir,” Arthur responded politely, not at all comfortable with the look of the man giving the orders, standing there with his rifle in hand. He tried not to make eye contact with Troy, who was obviously enjoying his return to town, as evidenced by the impish grin on his face. “How long will you be staying?” Arthur asked.

“Till I get ready to leave,” Yarborough replied, causing Troy to laugh.

“Let me see what rooms I have available,” Arthur said, stalling for a few moments while he tried to decide what to do.

The arrival of Troy Womack and his smirking friend placed the whole town in a particularly dire situation. Arthur had certainly never expected Womack to show up in Cheyenne ever again after he’d gunned down John Henry Black in front of the hotel. But Womack was back, big as life as if he had nothing to worry about—and with the sheriff still laid up in bed with the wounds that had almost killed him. Arthur was afraid to let the two outlaws know that Black was recovering in his room right there in the hotel.

To make matters worse, Red and Tiny walked in at that moment, having just left the general store.

My Lord, Arthur thought, there are four of them! He realized then that Yarborough’s request for two rooms was not for a private room for himself and one for Womack. That shot down his initial hope of convincing Yarborough to take only one room, thinking to separate that room as far as possible from John Henry’s room at the end of the hall. Arthur didn’t know what to do. He was given a few more minutes to think of something when the two other men grabbed Yarborough’s attention.

“I got somethin’ to tell you that’s gonna tickle you, I guarantee ya,” Red declared as he swaggered up to join them at the desk.

Yarborough turned halfway around to respond with a dubious expression.

It caused Red to grin confidently. “You remember that little gal you took a shine to in that saloon, The Cattleman’s, down in Ogallala?” He winked at Tiny, who was grinning as wide as he, for they knew that Yarborough had taken more than a casual interest in the young woman.

Yarborough paused to think a few moments before answering. “Yeah, I remember her. Can’t call her name right off. What about her?”

“Corina Burnett,” Red reminded him, knowing full well that Yarborough remembered her name. “I just saw her, right next door in the general store. Calls herself Carrie Green now.” He gave out a hearty chuckle when he saw the light of recall in Yarborough’s eyes.

“Well, I’ll be . . .” Yarborough muttered. Two years had dulled the flame of obsession he once had for the pretty young prostitute, but it had never gone out completely. “Corina Burnett. Are you sure? I’d sure like to see her again.

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