Calculations

O'Donohue stared into his hands - calculations were being made.
"How big's this place, Eddie? Ten acres?" he asked.
"Twelve."
"Twenty three dollars an acre. $276. $300 max. $400's a good deal."
"It is if I wanted to sell," Eddie remarked. "But this is home."
Cole let out an admiring whistle. "Good deal, yeah. He wants it bad, like you say, but why?"
"No idea. Gold maybe? Not in these parts."
"Not for a thousand miles," Mickey stated.
"So why?" Sheriff Cole rubbed his stinging eyes. He sighed. "I can't think. I need some shuteye."
And with that he left abruptly.