Before he moved aside, Lex quickly looked over the rest of the list, checking who had drawn which horse. There was one name he didn’t recognize: Rio Cody.
Rio Cody, huh? That must be that hunky stranger. Wonder where he’s from.
“’Scuse me,” came a voice behind him.
Lex turned to find himself face to face with Trent.
“Trent!” Lex said, a surge of anxiety rushing through him.
“Hi,” Trent replied in a flat tone of voice, his expression unreadable. Neither his tone nor expression gave Lex a clue as to what, if anything, Trent remembered from the night before at the bar, nor how he felt about it.
Lex looked around. He didn’t want to say anything too loudly. “I wanted to talk to ya about last night.”
“Nothing to talk about,” Trent said, not looking Lex directly in the eye. “Last night was
