Wesley and Ransford have Sheriff Thompson hemmed up behind the General Store, questioning why he didn’t attend their meeting. Ransford grabs him by his shirt collar and slams him against the wall, “ bastard are you thinking about taking the gold for yourself? I told Bubba you couldn’t be trusted.”
“Let go of me. That damn General and his damn men are watching me. That son of a b***h isn’t allowing anyone to leave town.”
The Sheriff pulls Ransford's hand off his shirt. “Don’t do that s**t again.” He's mentally cussing while looking at two men watching them and thinking he can’t let on he knows me, “I told you I don’t know anyone by that damn name. Hell, you must have the wrong town,” he cut his eyes at the two men that were watching them.
Wesley frowns and starts to say something w
