Chapter 2: MisfortuneAt approximately eight o’clock that evening, Fargo turned out the lights inside Saddling Cowboys, set the DSC security system, locked the store’s front door, and walked to his Jeep Wrangler, which was parked behind the business in a small gravel parking lot where other business owners left their vehicles, and patrons. Fargo had over three thousand dollars on him, which was stupid, and would have made a mugger quite pleased had he been violated. A brown leather money bag was tucked inside the rim of his jeans and hidden under his Riding Cowboys T-shirt, which was a navy blue color and snug against his chest. Fargo was a man who could take care of himself, though. He did have some street smarts, although he hadn’t been to a big city like Tulsa or Oklahoma City in quite s
