Bey-ag-Akhamouk entered. He grunted his disappointment. "What happened, anyway? That girl Isobel said a sniper took some shots at you and you figure it must've been somebody at the meeting."
"Somebody at the meeting?" Abe said blankly. "What kind of jazz is that? You flipping, man?"
Homer looked at him strangely.
"Who else could it be, Abe? We've never operated this far south. None of the inhabitants in this area even know us, and it certainly couldn't have been an attempt at robbery."
"There were some cats at that meeting didn't appreciate our ideas, man, but I can't see that old preacher or Doc Smythe trying to put the slug on you."
Kenny Ballalou came in on the double, gun in hand, his face anxious.
Abe said sarcastically, "Man, we'd all be dead if we had to wait on you."
"That girl Isobel. She said somebody took a shot at the chief."
Homer explained it, sourly. A sniper had taken a few shots at him, then managed to get away.
Isobel entered, breathless, followed by Jake Armstrong.