“I understand. Is Len Ayres back here in Lobo Wells?”
“I hear he is, Mr. Grant. I don’t know him, of course.”
“Charley Prentice married his wife after Len was sent to the penitentiary for robbing this bank.”
“I have heard the story.”
“Ayres is a bad man, Johnson—a gunman.”
“Charley Prentice was taking a chance, don’t you think?” Johnson inquired.
“I suppose he was. Still, five years is a long time, and the woman was pretty. I understand that she left everything to Charley—everything she took from Len Ayres. The court awarded her everything in the divorce.”
“Broke Ayres, eh?”
“Financially. He’d be a hard man to break physically.”
“I think Prentice is afraid of him, Mr. Grant.”