leaving the keys in his new truck for anyone to drive. The thing had been totaled, and the last I’d heard he was still going to Denver and was buying a hybrid.
Pat, the bar owner, was so far only charged with conspiracy. I guess he thought he was going to get a lot of money being in business with Wade Barsad, but like everybody else, all he would get was time.
I thought about Sandy Sandberg as the Caddy rolled across the new bridge. I’d have pinched his neck there in the hospital, but he raised a hand, smiled down at my broken foot, and explained how he’d been sworn to silence by the FBI division chief. I forgave him but told him I found it interesting the confidences he chose to share and the ones he chose to keep. Anyway, I’d called in a favor, and Boss Insurance was found liable for the claim on the Barsad place, in light of the fact that the sheriffs of two Wyoming counties signed affidavits saying that the probable cause of the fire was most likely lightning.
I rested my foot back on the ground and pivoted as best I could to greet the SUV. Dog stopped sniffing guardrails and began wagging his tail in anticipation of its arrival.
The Escalade pulled to a stop at the other side of the road and, before it could be put into park, the passenger door flew open and a four-foot sheriff’s deputy scrambled out. Benjamin and Dog met at the middle of the road where Dog jumped and put his paws on the boy’s shoulders, sending the two of them tumbling to the surface of the road.
I raised my voice. “Easy, he’s not completely indestructible.”
Juana climbed out of the same door. “Who are you talking about, Benjamin or Dog?”
I watched as a tall, blond woman got out on the other side of the Cadillac. She answered the question. “Both.”
The Guatemalan bandita walked straight up to me. “You get left here alone?”
I nodded. “Dog and me; Vic ran Henry down to his truck with a new fuel filter.”
She looked at my face and my foot. “You’re a mess.”
“Yep. How’re they treating you up at ground zero?”
Her face immediately animated. “It’s really interesting. They’re going through everything, because they’re pretty sure the list was in the house. They’re sifting through the ash and that’s not so exciting, but-”
“She’s asking so many questions they can’t get anything done.”
I looked at the tall woman as she rested her hands on Juana’s shoulders and then grazed one down to pet Dog’s broad head as he and Benjamin joined the group.
She looked a lot better out of the orange CCDOC jumpsuit, and she had put on a few pounds but still looked thin enough to make the wind whistle. Doc Bloomfield had removed the last bandage from her throat, and she had tied a silk scarf that was covered with yellow poppies around her neck as camouflage. Her hair was down and pinned with a hand-etched silver barrette, and it looked as if she had put on a little makeup. In an attempt to augment her lack of body fat and insulation, she had put on a down vest which she wore over a turquoise fleece that made the blue of her eyes bluer somehow. You could see why the old cowboy had plastered his walls with her photographs. “How are you doing?”
“I’m living in a sheep wagon until they get through with my house, but I’m okay.”
I smiled as the horse nickered behind her. “Hershel would’ve liked that.”
Mary glanced down at the rifle, which was still leaning against the railing. After a moment, she smiled back up at me, and it was heartfelt. “He didn’t have any family that I can locate, so I thought I’d scatter his ashes on the bluff overlooking the river.”
“He’d like that, too.” I stood as the horse nickered again, this time more persistently. I carefully lifted my leg over the guardrail, moved to the right, and adjusted my crutches under my arms. “If you don’t mind grabbing that Henry, I think there’s somebody back here that wants to see you.” Second smile, possibly even brighter than the first. Wahoo Sue stamped her hooves, banged against the sides of the trailer, and whiffled in full voice. “I had the veterinarian, Mike Pilch, check her out, and he said she was in surprisingly good shape, considering all she had been through.”
Mary’s hands went up to the openings in the side of the trailer like leaves attempting to find sunshine. The big mare stamped again and began running the sides of her head against the long fingers that now twined their way into the trailer. I could still see the pulsing, blue blood of the woman’s temples as it coursed its way back to her heart. Her voice was soft. “So-o-o girl, good girl.”
I rested the rifle in my lap and gave them a little while. “So-”
She turned to look at me. “So what?”
“What are you going to do with the ranch?”
There was no hesitation. “Rebuild it.” She continued to stroke Wahoo Sue. “It was always my dream, my place-not his.” She glanced over her shoulder toward Absalom. “It’s a good little town; it just had a few bad characters in it.”
The bandita leaned against the trailer and looked at me. “There’s just one thing I can’t figure out.”
Leave it to the associate degree.
“What’s that?” I ran my hands over the old repeater and adjusted my hat.
“Why did Wade try to kidnap Benjamin?”
“Wade couldn’t afford to have very many of those kites around, but it was the only insurance he had for when he resurfaced again-and with his track record he would have. Without it, the mob would’ve eventually killed him, so he had to stick around till it turned up. Even drugged, Mary knew that list was important and took it and then passed it off to Hershel, but as near as I can figure there must’ve been a witness. Wade couldn’t get at Mary, Hershel wouldn’t tell him, so that left only one person who might know where the information was.”
I studied the boy as I wrestled my pocketknife from the front of my jeans and laid the historic, lever-action carbine in my lap. “Or maybe Benjamin here knew something.” I smiled at the boy. He ducked his head and started chewing on the stampede strings. “Am I right?”
He looked at all of us. “I’m not supposed to say.”
“Because you promised?” He nodded, looking more serious than I’d ever seen him. “But the man who made you promise is gone, right?” He nodded some more but didn’t say anything. “Now, as a sworn deputy of Absaroka County, you’re not supposed to keep secrets from your boss.”
He finally spoke. “Yes, but a promise to el hombre muerto is a sacred trust.”
I put up a hand. “That’s okay, you don’t have to say anything. I wouldn’t want you to betray him.” They all watched as I placed the point of my knife in the slot of one of the tiny screws that attached the commemorative brass plate to the stock of the. 44 Yellow Boy. “One of the things a man holds very dear is his fortune.” I looked into the dark eyes of the boy. “Right?”
He nodded. “Right.”
I loosened the one screw, handed it to Benjamin, and started on another as I looked at the name on the brass plaque. “The fellow who originally had this rifle didn’t fare too well in the end, but your fortune is your fortune.”
The boy watched as I unscrewed another and handed it to him. “The next fellow that had it didn’t end up too well, either, but he was a heck of a guy while he was here, wasn’t he?”
Benjamin nodded solemnly.
“And when he used to say that his fortune was in this rifle, he meant more than the amount of money it’s worth, didn’t he?”
The boy continued to nod as I handed him the last two screws and used a fingernail to delicately pry up the small brass plaque. There, embedded in a carefully routed groove, was one of the tiny scrolls that Hershel used to pick up from the checkout line at Kmart.
I used the point of my knife to lift the end of the plastic encapsulated fortune and pulled it out into my hand. I put the knife on the surface of the horse trailer’s fender, carefully slid the tiny roll of paper from the cellophane sleeve, and unrolled it from end to end, holding it with my fingertips.
The writing, so small you could barely make it out with the naked eye, stretched from end to end, front and back.
I glanced up at them and then carefully rolled Wade Barsad’s kite and slipped it back in the clear plastic sleeve.
Mary backed up the Escalade and guided the hitch to my horse trailer. Juana watched as I carefully placed
