PT.8
Matt entered The St. Louis Constable’s office…several people
stopped and stared as he entered,… taking noticed his size… then, and young man
, clearing his throat,… “Sir is there
anything I can help you with? Son, My name is Matt Dillon,… I’m the U.S.
Marshal from Dodge City… Nodding his head… Oh, Oh, Yes, Constable
Dolan is expecting you,… I’ll let him know you’re here. if you’ll just wait
right here ..?
After a few moments, a
rather husky man came from a back office,… Marshal Dillon,…? Welcome! And I want to Thank you for coming
and talking with us on such short notice… and I appreciate that you are in St.
Louis on Vacation… But .. It come on great authority that … your help in this
matter ..Matt put up his hands…
whoa!.. You understand , I’m out of my
territory here? Yes, but you are a U.S. Marshal … Matt nodded in agreement. Ok ,
what seems to be of such urgency? Matt asked. Maybe
you should have a seat….. and please call me Jim…? Sure , and It Matt! The two sat in his office and Dolan ,
poured them both coffee,.. and then said …
Matt,… I received,.. a heads up that we have a band of Con artists… here in St.
Louis…. You are aware that we have several dignitaries staying in
town?...several at The Planter’s House Hotel…
This sparked Matt’s attention….Jim,..
That’s where I’m Staying… Yes I know…
that’s why I thought even more that you could help… Jim, do you have any clue who it is your
looking for?,… Well Matt.. We have a lead on Two… A Man and a Woman.. But there
is suppose to be another .. the ring leader… that’s who we want! Matt They’re Good … They move fast… and right under your
nose… Thives.. . gamblers… They been at this for years… appearently,… they are from the New Orleans area…
Just this morning We had a report of thift from the Planter house of
jewels.. and money .. from the guest… and several people claimed they were
swindled during games in the gaming room….
The Man we believe is a French men ,.. Creole I believe…?... and the
Woman… she seems to be a recruit … Maybe a Lady friend… Maybe someone .. in my
impression very impressionable… on her
own in some way … a loner , no family..
to speak of… maybe the one who picks the
marks? But they are still both
answering to someone… OK ,Jim,… Let me
nose around … and see what I can do … see if I notice anyone acting strangely…
… I’ll get back to you…
Jean’ Jareau,… sat quietly in his room in his small hotel
room … setting his plan in motion….
This was going to be his perfect plan,… this was going to be his ace in a hole
… if things got sticky… he had the …Ideal
Plan! Then a knock on the
Door…. When he answered it ,…
Maryellen , . Standing there Jean’ … we need to talk? You need to tell me what you have planned … I
don’t like being in the dark.. I have as much at stake here as you.. and.. et,
et,.. my dear woman.. relax… We will all be living … a very good life very ,
very soon… But the constable is already aware of our activities of last night…she
said pacing the room. As I said,… Trust me Dear Maryellen……Jean’
Jareau…. Is Brilliant!....
Matt arrived back at the Planter House,… to find Kitty …
waiting in their room… staring out the window… distracted. She never heard him come in. walking up behind her,.. Honey, what is it? Startled,… Oh, Matt?... when did you get back? Smiling at her … just now.. where are you just now?
Shaking her head… it not
important… wrapping her arms around his waist… holding him tight. Her head
on his chest. Honey , .. You alright?, … exhaling,… I am Now! Pulling back holding her face in his hands… Kit … what happened? Oh, Cowboy… I’m just glad your back….That’s
all… Matt was now puzzled.
He knew she was fine when he left.
….
Matt ?...so what did
the Constable want with you? They
sat up on the bed,… propped up on the pillows… Kitty curled up in his arms…. … Well, Constable, Dolan,,.. Jim.. was
forewarned about …about a Heist… that took place here at the Planter House…
last night during the Ball.. and may be still going on..? appearently,.. there is a group of con-artist
working the Hotel… theives and gamblers.
He already got the report. OH,
Matt ! ….. and he wants My help? But?...
Kitty… it’s My....MATT? I’m
sorry Kitty…a lot of very good people were hurt here… and I can’t turn my back
… With her Jaws Tight,.. and Lip
pressed tight… trying not to lose her temper… “No … Of course you can’t!”
Oh well , It was nice while it lasted….
Turning to face her… Honey … I
am Sorry… I will Make it up to you I promise…
Oh, Never mind! she said sarcastically.
As she got up to change for
supper….
TBC
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