The Lawman

Chapter Thirty-two

Decker woke and walked to the window. He opened it and took a deep breath. This, he thought, smells like a town, and he found he missed the fresh smell of the Rio del Gato.

Staring out the window he saw three men walking from the hotel to the cantina, as if they had just checked in and were now on their way to get a drink. He almost thought nothing of it when he frowned and took a second look.

If he was not mistaken, those were the same three men he and Jose had knocked unconscious in the livery—Gilberto Diaz’s men. Had he seen any of them alone he would not have recognized them, but all three together were hard to miss.

So, in addition to having Moran in town, he also had those three. Could Gilberto and Raquel be far behind?

It wasn’t that big of a surprise that they had been able to escape from Jose. After all, he wasn’t exactly the model of an efficient lawman. The question this brought up, however, was whether or not their presence here in San Louisa was a coincidence.

He thought not.

How they had found him he did not know, but the fact that they had bothered could only have been fuelled by a desire for revenge.

Things were about to get much more complicated than he needed.