Before Bob Smith-not his real name could respond, “Bartender, I’ll have a shot of Jim Beam and a Bud, please” Lucas slapped a Jackson on the bar...and got between us.I’ve never seen him dressed like this before. He looked like a road construction worker wearing blue jeans, scuffed and tar-covered work boots, and a sleeveless safety-yellow tee shirt. He acted as if Bob wasn’t there. Lucas downed his shot and turned to me, “Good afternoon,” he greeted me, “My name is Lucas Cain,” “I’m Sarah Foster. Then he and Frank Jr. picked their way carefully through the trees for a few dozen yards.They abandoned their branches and then walked tiredly back to the wagon.Jeremiah Stone dismounted at the small wooden structure, obviously newly built, that had a painted sign above the door that simply said "JAIL." He went inside, stomping his boots and making ineffectual swipes at the dust on his pants legs. The office was empty of humanity, as were the two cells built into the back wall. They appeared to. More

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