Previously: “I think we should solve the murder of J. T. Goodfellow,” Chris suggested.
“I don’t know if he’s dead,” Cujo replied, “He may well be—but I can’t determine that. You must find out, as there are certain things I cannot do, and that is one of them.”
“We’ll find out, dear Cujo,” Sarah assured the Beagamute, “I’m so glad you are back.”
With that Cujo and Karma disappeared.
Big Mac rumbled with a wicked grin, “Let’s ride!”
Season Eleven—Adventure 2—Devil Track Trading—Episode 2: Meanwhile at Devil Track Trading, “We had a deal, Pierre, 50 pounds of grain in exchange for 10 blankets.”
“Ah—that was last time, Brave Hawk,” Pierre LaFarge, the owner of Devil Track Trading, replied, “My expenses, they have grown—the price of grain, it has increased.”
“That is not what the farmers tell me. They tell me you have offered less for the grain.”
“Mais oui,” Pierre replied, “What would you expect them to say, mon ami?”
“I am told there is a new trading post opening in Williams’ Station, we will bring our blankets there,” Brave Hawk replied.
“Do not be so sure of this, this new trading post? It is unlikely it will open,” Pierre glanced off to his left, then quickly averted his eyes. Brave Hawk noticed a man tied to a tree.
Brave Hawk merely shrugged, he was wise enough to not bring his blankets to the trading post—he was, after all a Silverthorn. And too, he and his braves were outnumbered.
Silverthorns are skilled warriors, not simply skilled businessmen and women, after all.
He climbed up on Fleetfoot, his sentient steed, and with his men, headed towards Williams’ Station, where he’d heard there was a new army outpost, “Let’s go, Fleetfoot, quickly, quietly and carefully—for I distrust this LaFarge.”
With the speed of sentient horses, they quickly put several miles between them and any possible pursuers.
There were pursuers—and others already in front of Brave Hawk and his men.
To be continued…