Chapter Twenty-six
Decker was starting to think he would never find Red Moran when he heard a story. It was about a man and a woman who opened a “private” whorehouse in a small town in the southern part of Mexico.
The woman was a beautiful red-haired American, and the man—also a gringo—had become sheriff of the town.
It takes a lot of money to set up a private operation like the one he was hearing about. He was two days’ ride from the town of San Louisa, and decided to check it out.