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“How much longer are we going to just sit here?”
“Until he gets back.”
“We should at least move the barges upstream. They’re too far downriver to sink here. There’s only one bridge below us.”
“Like I said, miss,” a man answered, “we’re not going anywhere without the boss’s say-so.”
“Where is Mr. Claggart?”
“Didn’t say.”
“Did he say when he would return?”
“Nope.”
“Then I think we should begin on our own.”
“Sister,” another man interrupted with a smirk in his voice, “we ain’t beginning nothing without the boss.”
“But there’s more rain forecast. The water’s rising. Soon it will be too deep. We can’t just sit here doing nothing.”
“Nothing?” said the smirker. “I’m not doing nothing. I might have a drink. In fact, maybe I’ll have one right now.”
Bell heard the pop of a cork pulled from a bottle.
Mary said, “You wouldn’t dare in front of Mr. Claggart.”
“Like you say, Mr. Claggart ain’t here— Hey!”
Bell heard a bottle smash.
“What the hell do you—” the smirker roared angrily.
Bell started to go to Mary’s defense, then ducked as the cabin door flew open and she stalked out and climbed onto the nearest barge. Inside, he heard the first man shouting, “Are you nuts? Let her go! If you touch her, Claggart’ll kill you… Miss! Miss!”
A head popped out the door. Bell glimpsed the slick hair and pinchback vest worn by a cardsharper or a racetrack tout. “He’ll be back in two or three days. I wasn’t supposed to tell you, but come back then. Don’t you worry, we’ll start sinking them the second he’s here.”
Mary threw an icy “After you move them upriver” over her shoulder and kept going.
Bell pressed his face to the porthole. The second man, the smirker, was staring morosely at the broken bottle at his feet. He looked like a saloon bouncer who had seen better days. The gambler stepped back inside and shut the door. “That is one angry woman.”
“I wouldn’t want to be in Claggart’s shoes when he gets back.”
“He can handle her.”
“Not if he changes his mind about sinking them barges.”
“You can bet your bottom dollar he won’t change his mind.”
“What makes you so sure?”
“He’s got a big plan. The barges are just a small piece of it.”
“Does she know that?”
“No.”
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