Chapter 11The sun hung low in the west as Adam rode back into town. He left Cinnamon in the livery stable, earning a wave and greeting from the blacksmith. Then he went to the telegraph office and after that, the bank. He fully expected his message to their uncle and the transmission of funds to be reported to Carter.
He walked into the saloon and nodded at Madison who stood leaning against the bar, chatting with Sam. If he knew his partner, there wouldn’t be an iota of town scandal he didn’t know.
“Hey there, cousin. Glad to see you. Have a beer.” Madison waved at him.
“Don’t mind if I do,” Adam said. He picked up the glass and downed half the beer in one large gulp. He nodded at Sam. “That hit the spot.”
“Glad to see you boys back,” Sam said. “Hope you hear somethin’ ‘bout work.”
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