He was going to take Grady Polk alive and, if he could help it, without injury. Wyatt peered around the edge of an old mining shack in time to see Polk raise his gun, then he ducked in case Polk’s aim had gotten any better. A bullet zinged past him, a good two feet over his head. Nope, Polk’s aim hadn’t changed. The man’s grandmother could probably shoot better than he did. Wyatt’s thoughts went to the telegram in his vest pocket. He’d been carrying it with him for the past week, and though it was only a piece of paper, what it represented gave him fresh hope like he’d not known in a long time. GAMBLING RING LINKED to robb eries stop bixby SEVERANCE COPPER CREEK STOP DETAILS COMING BY MAIL STOP STAY IN COPPER CREEK STOP It was reading that last part that had given him hope. He’d be working from Copper Creek for a while. That’d probably mean he’d be there for a couple of months, maybe more, if past experience held. So delivering Grady Polk to the Denver jail was all that stood between him starting his new assignment with the Brinks robberies—and being near to her .
