“Better come with me and see the Chief,” he said, and the man, still protesting, was led away. Later, federal agents identified him as the man wanted, and Jackwell and Bowen split the five thousand dollar reward between them.
“Glad those boys have settled their account with that rascal,” remarked Joe, after the crowd had dispersed.
“Yes,” replied Jim. “I wish we could say as much.”
“You mean with the McCarney crowd?”
“Just that. My blood fairly boiled when I saw those scoundrels in the stand this afternoon.”
“Were they there?” asked Joe.
“Very much there! Heads close together and talking all the time. Probably hatching up some other plan to down you. I tell you, Joe, you’re in danger every minute that you’re in this town!”