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Chase met Amos at the barn door, and they walked together to the office in the corner. "What are you thinkin', boss?" Amos asked as they reached the door. "I'm thinking we need to bring on some extra men to patrol the fence line until we get this whole thing sorted out. What do ya think about that?" "Sure, boss, but it might be a mite tricky hirin' new men at a time like this. Ya never know who yer gonna git." "That's why we'll both interview them and do some checking into their background." He took off his hat, then sat on the nearby high-backed leather chair. "Are all the records up to date with births and pedigrees?" "Sure are. I took care of it myself. I tell ya, I don't like this, not one little bit. If'n we find out her woman-beater boyfriend had anything to do with the horse