What makes you think he's run here?" The bouncer folded his arms and leaned back in his chair.What makes you think he's run here?" The bouncer folded his arms and leaned back in his chair. In answer, Frewling took out a slip of paper, and carefully unfolded it. He handed it over wordlessly. The bouncer scowled. Damn if this wasn't the spittin' image of Roger Kyle, that new man out t'the ranch was workin' with McCall and his horsebreakers. Reward, huh? Five hundred gold would do him well. Best to set this lawman on the slow trail, the better to collect that money hisself. He handed the wanted poster back. "Yeah, I seen him." Frewling raised an eyebrow in interest as he folded the paper and tucked it back away. The bouncer continued. "He's been in here a couple'a dozxen times. Usually goes to see Miss Tina. She's right busy right now, though, with that oil surveyor fella. Miss Georgia's not doin' nothin' right now, though, and I b'leive that feller's been to se her a time or two." Frewling nodded. "And where would I find Miss Georgia?" "Third room on the right at th'top a'th'stairs." Then, as Frewling made to rise, "But it'll cost ya, same as if you went to see her for business reasons. Our girls' time ain't free, no matter what y'do with'em, talk or not." "That's not a problem," Frewling said as he stood. "Would you prefer cash or a railroad voucher?" The bouncer snickered at the idea of one of the girls taking a check. "That's b'tween you and Miss Georgia, although if I was you an'wanted t'keep m'nuts, I wouldn't go offerin' her no paper." Frewling nodded, allowing himself a tiny smile at the jest. "I'll take that under advisement," he said, and went up the stairs. Florabelle swept the upper hallway again, she never could manage to get all o the sand out, it seemed to drift in overnight, of course ... that was their busiest time of day. Anyway, she needed to get this done before she began tidying the rooms. And then there was the playroom, she never could quite figure out just what it was that these menfolk got out of that, when they could have any of the pleasures of a dozen women. |