“Down the trail about half a mile. Couldn’t figure how they all broke away.”
“They didn’t break loose,” Lefty answered grimly. “Someone untied ’em a-purpose. You didn’t see anyone on the trail?”
Jim Barrows shook his head.
“How did you happen to be over this way yourself?” Lefty asked curiously. “I thought you were wranglin’ steers for Blakeman today.”
Jim Barrow’s eyes narrowed.
“You’re not hintin’ I turned those horses loose——”
“Now don’t get touchy, Jim,” Lefty said quickly. “’Course I wasn’t hintin’ at anything like that. I just asked a civil question.”
“I came over this way today because I thought something might go wrong.”
“Your bones sort of told you?”
“Well, I had a feeling. And it turns out I was right.”