Talked about a horse, and somebody named Grey, and about... about a fella they called The Ghost," said Jacob, lifting a bony hand to rub his opposite arm. "One fella, he says they had t' head back t' town before you got there and riled up the folks. Then this other, he says nobody'd believe Ryland, cause all the folks thought you had killed the mare." For a moment Jacob looked completely baffled."The mayor," Travis supplied. "Mayor.""Oh! A man. Yeah. That makes sense now. Anyhow, this redheaded fella, he says the people in town all thought you'd killed him. They didn't know this Grey had hired Delias t' steal the payroll.""Grey?" Katherine asked. "He hired Delias to steal his own miners' wages."Travis nodded. Everything had suddenly become very clear to him.“Then he hired me to kill Delias, and set me up as the thief. Only Grey had the money all along. The money the townspeople had thrown in the pot to put a stop to Delias.""We have to go back to Silver Ridge," Katherine said quietly.
