LONGARM AND THE RENEGADE ASSASSIN [066-066-4.9]
By: Tabor Evans
Category: Fiction Western
Synopsis:
The commissioner for Indian Affairs is in Denver to settle a dispute between the ranchers and Ute Indians over cattle grazing rights. But fighting’s the last thing on Longarm’s mind. He’s looking forward to a week’s leave with that shapely nurse from the Denver hospital. What he gets is an entirely different kind of bombshell—the kind with a fuse. A handful of homemade hell tossed into the commissioner’s carriage blows the rig clear off the ground—and Longarm’s boss, Billy Vail, with it. And when the smoke clears, Longarm smells a conspiracy that stinks worse than gunpowder and charred flesh. 234th novel in the “Longarm” series,
1998.
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Printing history Jove edition / June 1998
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Chapter 1
United States Marshal William Vail, chief marshal of the Justice Department’s Denver, Colorado, office, leaned back in his creaking, spring-loaded swivel chair and closely scrutinized the piece of paper his top deputy had just handed him.
“Look, uh, I know this is kinda sudden, Billy,” U.S. Deputy Marshal Custis Long tried to explain, “but …”
“Shhh, I’m concentrating.”
“Yes, sir. Sorry.” Which he wasn’t, but it sounded nice and polite. And politeness counts for a lot when one is seeking favors.
The deputy known usually, at least to his friends and closest enemies, as Longarm stood up, impatient, and began to pace Billy Vail’s office while he waited for his boss to finish reading.
Longarm was a tall man, something over six feet in height, with a horseman’s lean build, broad shoulders, and a craggy, sun-and wind-burned face. He had brown hair, brown eyes, and a large handlebar mustache. He wore a Colt revolver strapped at his waist in a cross-draw rig carried just to the left of his belt buckle, and a derringer carried much less conspicuously in his vest pocket where an ordinary watch fob would have been expected. Normally calm and unexcitable, this morning Longarm was more than a little nervous.
Billy Vail glanced up at him and observed, “The lady must be something special.”
“Lady? That request doesn’t say anything about any ladies.”
The marshal smiled. “How long have I known you, Longarm? Ten years or more? I think by now I know what’s up when you come rushing in here at the last moment and ask to take actual leave time starting immediately. Not just a couple days off, mind. But time charged against your annual leave? Custis, you surprise me with this. And you haven’t surprised me in an awfully long time now.”
Longarm didn’t bother arguing with his boss. There would have been no point. Once Billy decided on a point of view, it would take some serious proofs to the contrary if one expected to make the man change his mind.
Besides, Billy was right. There was a lady involved in Longarm’s desire to take an unannounced holiday in the mountains west of Denver. A very special lady indeed. And if he let this one get away, well …
“Well?” Longarm asked, unable to contain the question any longer.
Vail smiled. “Sure, you can have the time off. The rest of this week and … what was it you wanted? Until next Thursday too. Will that suit you?”
“Perfect,” Longarm enthused. “Just what the doctor ordered.” Or if not the doctor, then the nurse, although he kept that to himself. “Thanks.”
“One thing,” Billy cautioned.
“What’s that?”
