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Chapter One
The Regal Hotel
Junction City, Colorado
Room 207
12:07 a.m.
March 23, 1885
"I knew you'd wake up eventually, Mr. Ford. I put a little sleeping powder in the coffee the maid brought up."
"You seem to have a knife at my throat."
"It's dark, Mr. Ford. It's really a straight razor."
"Ah."
"My name's Molly Kincaid, in case you want to know. And if it wasn't so dark, you'd be able to see that I'm a very beautiful woman."
"Any particular reason you want to cut my throat? It's a messy business for a beautiful woman, you know."
"Don't worry. I've had plenty of practice at cutting throats and I'm very careful. I don't get a drop on me. Ever. And as for why I'm here, it's very simple. I want you to trust me."
"Well, we're off to a good start."
"I'm proving something to you. I'm proving that you can trust me. I could kill you in just a few seconds here, Mr. Ford. If I wanted to."
"I'm sure you could. What is it you want exactly?"
"Oh, c'mon now, Mr. Ford. You know what I want. I want to know where Grieves is."
She cut me then. I jerked in the rocking chair where I'd fallen asleep looking out the hotel room window.
Warm blood sliding down my neck. A nasty sting from the sliced flesh.
"You see how easy it would be, Mr. Ford? Now, you're a federal agent just like Grieves is a federal agent. That means you know what he knows. Am I right?"
It's never easy knowing what to say when somebody's got a razor pressed against your throat.
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