PREVIOUSLY: Walsh had to think a bit before replying—he really didn’t know anybody nearby they could count on, “There’s nobody around here that I can think of—perhaps a trip down to the Twin Cities would be in order.”
“What about your local friends?”
“They’re not trustworthy,” he replied, “They have a too-close relationship with alcohol.”
“That is NOT a good reference,” Big A agreed.
“We need more folks,” Walsh replied, “I’ll leave now for the ‘Cities.”
“Do it,” Simpson replied.
Just then—the doorbell sounded—Big A looked at his monitor, “Oh CRAP—Boomer & Chris are at the door—go into the garage and stay out of sight!”
“Well—look who’s here,” he said into the intercom, “Are you here to hassle me?”
“No,” Chris Earp replied, “To join you.”
(Whoa—Gentle Reader™—Who knew?)
Season 18—Adventure 4—The Hunt—Episode 7… Inside Simpson’s new Headquarters… Simpson let them in, “You’re kidding—right?”
“No—we’re not kidding,” Chris Earp replied, “We’re no longer part of the Posse™.”
“We left because we required more money—and too, Wyatt Earp separated from Chris for another woman.”
Simpson was flabbergasted—and yet suspicious—he didn’t get this far to have his plans put at risk, “Let me make a few calls before I make a decision.”
“Go for it, Simpson,” Chris grinned, “Check-away.”
Simpson went into his office to make several phone calls.
“What do you think, “Boomer?”
“I think—if Cujo did her job—he’ll be impressed with our résumé.”
“We’ll find-out soon enough,” Chris replied, “I feel confident right now.”
Simpson made a dozen or more calls to his “sources,” some of whom were under Cujo’s control—and received mostly confirmation of their turning to the dark-side.
Even the Silverthorn family confirmed Boomer & Chris had turned outlaw.
“They have become criminals,” Marshal Hiram Silverthorn, Jr. angrily confirmed, “I have issued arrest warrants on them.”
Simpson was convinced they’d gone rouge, “Okay—even Marshal Silverthorn is out to get you—you’re hired.”
“Orders, boss?” Chris asked.
“Go home and remain available for now,” he replied, “But—I’ll likely put a hit out on McIntyre for you to accomplish.”
“Excellent,” Boomer grinned.
Our story will be Continued…