She went over to Belfast and set her supplies onto the ground at his feet. She packed the items into her bags, and then unhitched him from the post. Leading him down the street she walked slowly running through the options in her head.
She needed to find a way to locate the gang's hideout. As she walked down the road she noticed the Gambling saloon. surely there would be roughnecs and risk takers hidden within those walls. As she headed toward the place she couned her final dollars to see what she had to wager.
As she walked she thought of her father and the rage within her burned hot. She was anxious to find these men and wasn't certain that gambling was the best use of time. However, without another idea on her list she figured this location may have the right type of people for her to get some information. She wasn't much of a dice girl, but cards were another story.
After she tied up Belfast she walked through the door of the saloon. The room was busy and filled with a variety of people. Rich and poor all looking to get lucky with a turn of the card or a spin of a wheel. She saw a seat at an open card table and walked over.
The Stolen Soul
Chapter 4
She thought fast and decided she would do more harm engaging in this mane here thatn if she just moved on with her day.
I think I will check out the the blacksmith and see what he has to offer. I have to stop in there anyway and talk to him about my horse. I think he threw a shoe on the edge of town.
She paid the clerk the asking price for her supplies and scooped up the wares to head out the door. She turned and gave one more look at the man she was still unsure of and he waved and smiled at her as she left through the door. She stepped into the street and looked around at her options. She didn't see the Livery, but she saw the saloon across the street. She thought about going in for a shot, but then remembered most of her money was just spent on food and supplies.
She needed a plan to find the Gentry Gang. If experience taught her nything it was that she couldn't take chances going around poking her nose into the business of the townsfolk. The clerk at the store was very cold and there is a possibility that barking up the wrong tree—or the right tree at the wrong time—could ruin her plans.
