“He doesn’t make it a rule to stay anywhere for very long. I have my suspicions that he’s a badly wanted man.”
“He’ll be badly wanted now, if he wasn’t before,” scowled McGowan.
“Bernritter told you to meet Bascomb in Phœnix, did he?” went on the scout.
Jacobs opened his eyes pretty wide at this.
“How did you know that?” he asked.
“My old pard, Nomad, found it out. When you and Bernritter left the sheriff’s office I had you followed.”
“Does your pard know what sort of a talk I had with Bascomb?” asked Jacobs, alarmed.
“Yes.”
“He found out enough to put us next to the work you contemplated, out here. That is how we were able to back-cap you like we did.”