The Mayor turned immediately to Mickey.
"You're O'Donohue, am I right? Bartender? Occasional help in a couple places? Good help to Sheriff Cole here?" Mayor McGinley smiled warmly as he looked back at the Sheriff. "Well, what can I do for you Cole?"
"Eddie Sherman, Mayor. You know much about him?"
As much about him as he knows about me, apparently, Mickey O'Donohue thought.
"Whadya think of him? I'd value your opinion, Mayor, you're a good judge of men."
McGinley's smile broadened.
"Thanks, Cole, I appreciate that," and he leaned back in his chair to consider his reply.
Neville Hunt over 3 years ago
I’m not sure if I trust any of these hombres. Something doesn’t feel good...why, I’m even suspicious of the Sheriff and if’n you don’t trust the lawman, who the hell can you trust? A really engaging story Drew.
Drew Martyn over 3 years ago
Thanks Neville. I think you're right not to trust anyone, it's every man for himself out here in the ol' West ;)