He did not encounter any uniformed lawmen along the way, which was good because he would have had to kill them and that would have raised an alarm. As he entered the livery with his saddlebags over his shoulder, the old liveryman turned and stared at him in surprise. “I need my horse,” Tarver said. “Already? Ain’t been in town that long—” Abe stopped when Tarver pointed his gun at him. “Don’t try to stall me, old man,” he said. “I know the law is lookin’ for me. Now, saddle my horse and be quick about it.” “Yessir.” Abe went to the stall Tarver’s horse was in and backed the animal out. When he looked over at Tarver, his eyes widened again, but not because of anything Tarver had done. It was because Clint Adams had entered the livery behind Tarver. Clint had crept up on the livery, just in case Tarver was already inside. As he peered around the door he saw that his instincts were well founded. Tarver was standing there, saddlebags over his left shoulder, gun in his right hand, as Abe was backing the man’s horse out of its stall.
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