cough of a bull elk. âHow?â he demanded.
âApparently the man impersonating the real Pasco was a former employee of his agency, from St. Louis. They may all have been former employees. I donât know. But weâre fairly sure of the ringleader. His real name is Asa Parker. He was dismissed by the security company four years ago, and there are warrants out for him in at least seven states, from Missouri to Ohio.â
âNine thousand dollars!â Horner muttered. âAnd I suppose that explains why Brockman had to concludethe deal on site, instead of here in Denver?â
âExactly.â Wylie nodded. âPasco ... or rather, the fake PascoâAsa Parkerâset it all up. As I said, it was a trap from the very beginning.â
âThis Asa Parker ... you say heâs a wanted man, though he was at one time an employee of a respectedarmed escort service. Whatâs he wanted for?â
Wylie leaned forward to thumb through some of the files in the open valise. He removed a document and squinted through his glasses. âHe was dismissed for misconduct, it says. That could mean anything from petty theft to raping a clientâs wife. Usually it means embezzlement. Since then, though, heâs gone renegade. Heâs implicated in half a dozen murders, some of them quite brutal. Then thereâs fraud, forgery... Mr. Parker is a busy man. And this wasnât his first impersonation. Heâs been several different people at various times.â
Wylie paused, reading through the list of charges while Horner waited impatiently.
âThis is odd.â Wylie looked up. âIn some of these cases, involving railroads, the investigating officers concluded that Asa Parker and his gang were workingwithâor forâsomeone else. An inside man, so to speak, calling the shots. But there isnât a clue who that might have been.â
âGet on with it,â Horner growled.
Wylie returned to his list. âThere are several robberieslisted here,â he said, âthe first with one accomplice,the latest with five. That was in Wyoming, just last year. Another railroad job, where Parker and his thugs robbed a courier for the Union Pacific. Very similar to what happened here. Parker and his gang dropped out of sight just after that.â
âWell, we know where they went, donât we?â Hornerglared at the valise as though it were full of snakes. âThey came here and wound up working for us. Youâve gone to the authorities with this, I assumeâ.
âOf course I have, sir. Local, state, and federal. Theyâll do what they can to apprehend the culprits. Iâve also taken the liberty of sending for a ... well, a gentleman who might be a lot more effective. Heâs a known tracker and a highly competent expeditor.â
âYouâve hired a gunman?â
âNot just a gunman, sir. Far more than that. I havenât exactly hired him, but Iâve sent out messages to various places where he might receive them. I issued a general notice to every Western Union of fice, marshalâs office, and army post in the territories.I expect heâll show up.â
âYou notified army posts?â
âHe was recently employed by the army, as a scout in the Apache campaigns down in Arizona. Heâs no longer there, but I have word that he might be on his way back to Colorado. Heâs from here, originally. His home is west of Snow Mountain Pass. Place called Valley.â
âWill he take this job for us?â
âI made a good offer, sir. Heâs a free agent, though. He goes where he pleases. Weâll know when we hear from him, I suppose.â
âVery well,â Horner said. âKeep me posted, Wylie. By the way, who is this man youâve sent for? Do I know him?â
âIâm sure youâve heard of him, sir. Everyone has, I guess. His father was quite a legend in these parts some years back,