West of the Divide Page #5

He's just the man for the job you mentioned.

Sorry I can't do it, but I got a couple of

star packers on my trail.

Gat's plenty tough, as the enclosed poster

will prove.

Good luck. Bill.'

Gentry!

That dirty smick!

I don't know how I can ever repay you boys.

I hate to think what would've happened if you

hadn't taken a hand in this.

Oh, gosh, Mr. Winters. We're glad to help you.

The question is what to do next.

I got it!

You go tell Gentry that we've disposed

of Mr. Winters here.

If he wants proof, take him and show him Ganns.

And then...

Alright, get outta here before I shoot

the pants offa you.

- Well, Dusty's taken the shovel, but I guess

I can...

- Nevermind that.

Where is your partner?

He beat it for the border. We figure that the

sooner we get outta here, the better.

And I suppose you want your dough.

That's all I'm waiting for.

Well, the bank's closed, but I'll have it for you

at the hideout first thing in the morning.

Fair enough. I'll stay at the Winters' place tonight.

Got a few things I wanna pick up.

Alright, but don't let the girl see you.

I won't let anyone see me.

Okay.

- Hello, boys.

- Hi, boss. Hi, chief.

Well, I got some good news for you.

The Winters' ranch'll soon be mine.

Ol' man Winters is dead.

- Well, that is good news, I'd say.

- I'll say it is, boys.

Wonder what happened to him.

And now we're gonna collect five thousand dollars

reward.

- Five thousand?

- How?

Gat Ganns is at the Winters' ranch,

but he'll be over here in the morning.

There's a price on his head of

five thousand dollars, dead or alive.

- Dead men tell no tales.

- That's my job.

I don't care who does the job, just so it's done.

Peewee, you're gonna fly your tail outta here!

They're laying plots and it's up to us to tell 'em!

Why, Spuds! What're you doin' over here?

I come to tell you, they're gonna shoot you,

soon's you come to the hideout!

Gentry says there's a reward for you and he's

gonna get it.

Double-crossed, eh?

Oh, you don't have to worry, Spuds. There's no

reward out for me, and they're not gonna get me.

What's that?

That was Aunt Marthy's.

She gave it to me when she died.

Marthy?

Yeah, she was Butch's wife. She was the only

friend I had until you come.

Marthy, Butch...

Now I know where I've seen 'em. He and his

wife worked for my dad!

Say, Spuds. Did Aunt Martha ever tell you

about your father?

She said he was dead and that Butch wasn't

my real dad.

She left me a letter and told me not to open

it until I was grown up.

Well, where is it?

I brought this with me, 'cause Butch said he was

gonna shoot me and I ain't never going back there.

Here it is.

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