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“It’s been circulating so fast, the cell tower’s smoking. Folks don’t know what to make of it, considering you and Crystal and all.”
“I’ve got more important things than gossip to worry about. Arden is all right, but she was here when Rusty practically boasted of murdering Hawkins, which makes her vulnerable. I’m going to see her safely out of town.”
“Ledge,” Don said slowly, “sooner or later, even the dumbest detective will piece together that on the night you were attacked by a pack of fighting dogs, their trainer got choked to death.”
Ledge huffed a dry laugh. “Rusty got that across to me, too. As soon as I get Arden on her way, I’ll go see Uncle Henry. Just in case I’m unavailable for an unspecified period of time.”
“You really think Rusty will lay this on you?”
“Likely. I did go out there to Hawkins’s place.”
“Against my advice.”
“Don’t piss me off by saying you told me so.”
Don sighed. “We’ll take it up later. What do you need me to do?”
“Top priority, take care of yourself. Carry on like it’s any other day, but round up some longtime customers you trust. Good ol’ boys.”
“The ones who pack.”
Ledge appreciated that Don didn’t need it spelled out for him. “Nobody who has any ties or loyalty to Rusty or the late sheriff.”
“There are a few retired Texas Rangers around, any of which would’ve loved to have had a crack at the both of them.”
“Good. But no rough stuff unless it becomes necessary. Just have them hang around for a couple of days and nights, and keep their eyes and ears open. Have them covering your back and discreetly patrolling the property.”
“I understand.”
“Sleep with that shotgun.”
“Even with the scattergun, I can’t hit the broad side of a barn, you know.”
“I know, but whoever you point it at won’t.”
“What’s the plan after you’ve seen Henry?”
“To put Rusty out of commission.”
“How do you plan—”
“Gotta go.” He hung up before Don could ask how he intended to do that.
But Arden did. From behind him, she asked, “Are you going to do that by fair means or foul?”
“I don’t know yet. I’ll have to see how it plays out. You ready?”
She gave him a mutinous look as she shouldered past him and went out through the back door. He set the security alarm but, as he left, he wondered if his house and workshop would still be standing when he returned. Rusty might make good on his threat, except burn his house down rather than the bar.
By the time he got to his pickup, Arden had already climbed in. She sat as rigid as an I-beam, staring through the windshield, which was being speckled with fresh rain.
Ledge left her to stew and placed another call.
George answered with a cheerful, “Hey, Cap’n. How’s—”
“Cutting to the chase this morning, George.”
He reacted to Ledge’s tone immediately. “What’s up?”
