“I’ve met the sheriff before,” grinned Santel. “In fact I owe him a sack of tobacco.”
Brick introduced Santel to Harp and Silent.
“Can we talk to yuh alone for a few minutes, Brick?” asked Grant.
“Sure thing.”
Brick grabbed his hat and followed them outside. They walked up the street a short distance and stopped.
“Mr. Santel is the man we told yuh about, Brick,” said Grant.
“The detective?”
Santel smiled.
“Not exactly a detective. Leach seemed to think that I could kinda clean up some of the crime around here; so here I am.”
“You with the Cattle Association, Santel?” queried Brick.