any.â
âLead the way,â Will said. âI want to get rid of this man.â
The news that a stranger had beaten Newt Mandrin in a fight and was taking him to jail spread through town faster than a plague of locusts. By the time Will reached the jailhouse, half the population of Dunmore was on the streetâincluding every boy over six and under sixteen. Will ignored all requests to describe the fight until Maraâs description so far outstripped reality, he had to intervene.
âNewt was so drunk he could hardly stand up,â he snapped. âOne punch to the windpipe, and he was down for the count.â
As brief as it was, that description excited the boys more than Maraâs more extravagant version. In secondsthey were pantomiming hitting each other in the throat and falling on the ground, noisily gasping for breath. Will was relieved to reach the jail and be able to close the door on the crowd. Bud Fox retrieved the keys from the desk. Will propelled Newt into one of the two jail cells, and Bud locked the door behind him.
âWhatâs going on here?â
Will turned to see Andy Davis enter the jail followed by a man he didnât know.
âI found Mr. Mandrin trying to force Miss Mc-Gloughlin to kiss him,â Will said before Mara could launch into what he was certain would be a version of the eveningâs events with only tenuous connections to the truth. âHe was drunk, so I thought it would be better if he sobered up in jail.â
âHe knocked him down with just two punches,â Mara informed the two men, her bright eyes looking at Will with utter adoration. âHe drew his gun on Isaiah so fast I couldnât see his hand move.â
âThatâs because I wasnât wearing a gun,â Will explained. âI had to borrow Newtâs.â
âYou
borrowed
his gun to draw on Isaiah?â Andy asked in disbelief.
âActually, I took it,â Will said, âbut he was in no condition to object.â
âHe was on the ground gasping for breath.â Mara dropped to her knees and gave a performance that equaled that of any of the boys outside.
Will wondered if the extreme heat could account for the behavior of these people. All this excitement didnât seem normal. Hell, any one of his brothers could have done what he did.
Two more men entered. Before they could introduce themselves to Will, a tall, handsome man who appeared to be about fifty burst into the jail.
âDaddy!â Mara cried and threw herself at him.
Nobody made a move until Mara had finished sobbing and spinning a tale that made Will blush.
âIt really wasnât that dangerous,â he insisted. âNewt is drunk. It didnât take muchââ
âYou saved my daughter from the shame of having that man touch her,â Jordan McGloughlin declared.
âIsnât he wonderful, Daddy?â Mara practically swooned, and Will started looking for a way out before things got too ridiculous.
âI donât know anybody else whoâd have had the courage to tackle Newt and Isaiah at the same time,â Andy Davis said. âNewtâs killed two men. Everybody tries to stay out of his way.â
âIâm Lloyd Severns,â said the man whoâd entered with Andy Davis. âMy wife told me how you stopped Van Sonnenberg from running down Pepper.â
âHe very neatly disposed of Van when Van tried to attack him from behind in the Swinging Door this morning,â Andy added.
The three men looked at each other. âI think heâs the very man we need,â Lloyd said.
Jordan and Andy agreed. All three men turned to Will.
âWe want to offer you the job of sheriff,â Andy said.
Just the idea of his being sheriff of any town, regardless of how small, was absurd. His whole family would laugh themselves silly if they ever got wind of it. If he werenât so shocked, heâd probably laugh,
Liz Wiseman, Greg McKeown