Chapter 6Strolling from the hotel to the saloon just down the street, Jesse made sure to focus on his reason for being in town rather than the allure of the man in the hotel behind him. Losing focus meant losing your edge, and in Jesse’s game that could be fatal. Shoving open the saloon door, Jesse sauntered in. A quick glance around the room and he knew exactly where the men most likely to cause trouble, or get word out he was in town, were seated.
Going directly to the bar, Jesse nodded at the barman, who rivalled John in height and girth. “Beer, thanks.”
Setting down the whiskey glass he was polishing, the barman picked up a glass and poured the drink. Like the Copper Mine Hotel, this saloon was equipped with modern mechanisms. Instead of a keg of beer, there were pumps of well-polish
