"You done right, killing the girl, Ma'am."
Glares twisted towards Mickey O'Donohue.
"Her life was too tough, but what's her future hold? She can't run her land alone when Ma Cody dies. What'll she do, sell herself just to eat? A whore's life'll kill her, but slower, more painfully. Yeah, you did right."
Lucy winced. This resonated with her own painful memories.
And while this was happening, Sheriff Cole saw that Mickey had thrown a six, too. Unnoticed by anyone but Cole, Clint's eyes opened and closed, and in an unmistakeable sign, he forced his mouth into a brief smile.