Arizona Ambush

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“Are we in Arizona or New Mexico?” Matt Bodine asked with a puzzled frown.

Sam Two Wolves shook his head.

“I don’t know. We might’ve even strayed over the line into Colorado or Utah. That’s why they call this area the Four Corners.”

Matt frowned.

“You don’t know exactly where you are? You’re an Indian, aren’t you? Shouldn’t you know these things?”

“I’m half Cheyenne, as you well know.”

“Well, then, shouldn’t you be at least half-sure where we are?”

“The Indians who live around here are not Cheyenne,” Sam pointed out with the tolerant air of someone explaining things to a small child. “I believe most of them in these parts are Navajo.”

Matt shook his head.

“Sounds like an excuse to me.”

“What about you?” Sam asked. “You’re blood brother to the Cheyenne. Shouldn’t you know?”

“I’m blood brother to one Cheyenne—you. And since you’re half Cheyenne, that makes me ...” Matt squinted as he thought. “I never was that good at ciphering. You’re the one with the college education. You figure it out.”

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