‘Would you mind telling me what it is all about?’ asked Rex.
The cowboys stared at him.
‘Old man Lane murdered Peter Morgan,’ said Bowen.
‘When?’
‘How in hell do we know?’
‘Where?’
‘Don’t know that either.’
Rex spat out a little blood and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
‘What do you know?’ he asked.
‘A-a-aw, hell!’ snorted Spike. ‘Let’s go.’