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"You hang people here?" The Mexican fingered his shirt collar now.
"If it's necessary, yes." Matt told him.
The Mexican laughed, a big hearty laugh. "Mucho tough outfit here."
"We have to be." Ferg told him.
The Mexican woman tried to boss Snow Bird around later that day, pushing her up against the wall as she tried to dominate the stove. "This is my stove," she claimed.
"No, it belongs to us all. We must share here, so all can eat." Snow Bird told her.
"I say it's mine," she said and pulled a knife on her.
Ferg was behind her, "Drop it!" He insisted as he grabbed her arm and twisted it until the knife fell.
"Who are you?" She shouted.
"I'm your worst nightmare, now drop the knife." He advised her turning her wrist in the opposite direction.
She eyed him with a frown. Then she marched off and went to sit beside her man, a big, ugly, and very dirty man.
"You pushin' my woman around, senor?" The man asked Ferg.
"When she's out of line, I do. This stove is for all, so we can all eat, it must be shared. And you comin' in late here, you'll have to wait until last to eat. Next time she pulls a knife on someone we'll have to take it away from her. Understood."
"Si, amigo, we do not wish to cause trouble."
"Good!" Ferg told them. "Let's keep it that way."
Ferg knew by his acceptance that they were wanted just recently for something. They put up no fight and they would have if they were not being chased. Ferg told Matt and the others.
But that night, late, the big Mexican came and put a knife to Ferg's throat as he slept. "You will not mess with my woman…"
Coon put a gun to his back and said very quietly, "Drop the knife and go about your own business or you die here and now."
The Mexican tried to see who was behind him, when the gun nudged him in the back, he finally dropped the knife. Coon grabbed it. "You won't be needing this here."
Then Coon walked away as though nothing had happened, but the man got the message.
Chapter Sixteen
Although the Mexicans were loud, and sometimes obnoxious, they didn't cause a problem after that, no one except the Mexican woman. She had a sullen attitude and seemed bent on not getting along with the other ladies. She wasn't nice to Snow Bird or Margaret and she managed to push some of the other white women around, but her man kept her in line.
The two white women got along with Kat well. They weren't as pretty as she so Kat did not see them as a threat. But the Mexican woman did not like them.
"We do not want to cause attention to ourselves here. You must not provoke the white women, as the men here, outnumber us and we have enough on our backs right now." Juan told her.
"Si Juan, I will do as you say. But the women they don't like m. What am I to do? They are jealous because I turn the men on."
"They are jealous of your beauty." Juan chuckled.
Maria laughed, "Si, I believe it is true. Most of them sleep with many men except those two…see how they cut their eyes at me."
"Not to worry, I like you just the way you are." Juan grabbed her and kissed her hotly.
She nodded but pouted. "Come here," he grabbed her by the arm and swung her around into his arms and planted a big sloppy kiss to her lips. She curled a leg around him and hung on. When they came up for air, she was very satisfied. She glanced at Snow Bird who pretended not to see. She raised her chin high and smiled.
When the snow finally began to melt though the law burst in on the cabin with big long rifles and faces like they were carved from stone. They didn't say a word, just aimed their guns at everyone. They spread out, so that everyone in the building was covered with their guns.
