Bolan's intelligence computer was fairly running over with collections from the automated monitoring station and the big problem of the past twenty minutes had been to simply sort and assimilate the fast pace of events. Weiss and Kaufman provided a say-nothing shouting match via telephone, followed by a promised eyeball meet at Weiss's home "damn quick!" Paul Bonelli, "heir" to Arizona, and his forty fighting guns from Tucson had gone to ground near an old airstrip in the desert, waiting only for the night to cloak their "mop-up" movements. Hinshaw and company were maintaining the diggings at their own base camp, bolstered now by a thirty-man "reserve force" of fully equipped combat troops awaiting nightfall. Old man Nick Bonelli was flapping his wings and threatening to fly to Phoenix to take the entire operation under his personal command. There was obvious bad blood developing between Hinshaw and the younger Bonelli — and it sounded as though the old man was actively promoting some sort of iron-handed show of strength by his kid.
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