Dakota Lawman: Killing Mr. Sunday

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“No, too early of the day for me, Judge.”

“How you settling in, son?”

“Other than that original business,” Jake said, re-

ferring to the shootings of primarily Bob Olive and

Deputy Smith, “it’s been something of a cakewalk.”

“Ain’t that what I told you it would be, easy as

herding dogs.”

“You did.”

“Town like this, you don’t get too many bad actors.

Bad actors all tend to drift toward the big cities and the

lawless places—Miles City, Dallas, and Tombstone—

places like that where there is more mischief to be had.

Sweet Sorrow ain’t nowhere near any of them in the

mischief department—might not ever be and the town

might be the better for it if it never gets as cosmopoli-

tan. Still, I will admit, that once in a great while or so,

bad actors—like old Bob and Teacup and some of

them others, tend to find out even far-flung places like

this . . .”

“I’ll take your word for it.”

Roy Bean leaned in close so none of the others