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kind of hungry, so he’s going there to get something to eat.
    Before D.H. could even go inside the restaurant, he saw one of the gangsters eating inside the restaurant. He doesn’t want to eat at the same place with gangster. The only thing to do is to walk away and pretend that he doesn’t know anything. There’s go to be a good reason why that gangster is so close to the town. Maybe he’s spying to find out who shot them that night. D.H. has to be careful.
    D.H. went back to his room, got his gun out, and put it where all cowboys do-near his waist-just in case. Luckily for D.H., he stayed relaxed so no one would know what he was doing. Besides, this is the Old West, he thought to himself, and he needs his gun. Now he goes back to the restaurant to see if he can get some answers before all havoc breaks loose.
    Everything seems like normal. That gangster is just eating his meal, with not a care in the world. This very strange, but D.H. makes sure that the gangster won’t know that he’s following his track. Also, the last thing that he wants is somebody getting hurt, because D.H. has a good soul inside of him and this is what God sent him to do-to help people.
    D.H. ordered his meal and calmly finished it without any trouble. The gangsters is seated all the way in the front, and D.H. is seated all the way in back so he can keep a close eye on him. So far, the gangster is minding his own business, but at the same time looking for some answers about the shooting a few nights ago. The gangster wants revenge on the person who tried to kill them.
    It seems like the gangster is going nowhere, so the best thing to do is to leave Cold Creek for now but come back later to get some answers about the shooting. D.H., on the other hand, decided not to follow him, because odds are he’s going to look behind him and get his head blown off.
    It looks like nobody knows who that person is, by the way everybody is acting. When the gangster stepped out of the restaurant, not even the cook knew who it was, so the cook is out because he didn’t know that gangster. D.H. doesn’t know how lucky he is that the gangster doesn’t know what he looks like, but D.H. has to be extra careful next time so no one will know what he’s doing.
    Every day for the past week, D.H. interviewed everybody in the whole city. It seems like everybody felt relaxed and not bugged at all; nobody suspected what D.H. was doing . Right away, everybody is marked clean. Nobody is helping the gangsters out. So right now it’s between the gangsters and D.H.-nobody else.
    One problem still remained. Why are these gangsters raising havoc here is this town, and what makes these gangsters different from other gangsters?. D.H. is going to get some more answers, but at the same time he’s going to be careful about what he’s going to do. The last thing that he wants is for somebody to suspect what he’s going to do.
    In the nighttime D.H. hasn’t gone to bed yet. He’s trying to put the pieces together here in Cold Creek. Suddenly, D.H. heard something outside. It sounded like something dropped, and it came from downstairs. He decided to investigate before anything got stolen.
    D.H. got out through the window and jumped from the second floor. Luckily for him, the person who was making all that noise didn’t see him. Whoever that person was started coming near him. The only place that he could hide was the side of the building. That person started to come closer and closer. D.H. jumped the guy and managed to hold him down.
    “All right, I’ll talk, whoever you are, but please don’t hurt me,” said the stranger.
    “Who are you? What’s the meaning of all this racket you are making down here?” said D.H.
    “My name is Butch Sundown, and I’ve got some information about your case, D.H.,” said Butch.
    “How did you know my name and what I’m doing?” said D.H.
    “Never mind that. It doesn’t matter how I know. Don’t worry. I’m the only one that knows.