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where some of the hot spots were, and he quickly found his way to the ‘Silver Wheel’.
    Being a thrill seeking care free man Bates was simply attracted to a card table like iron filings to a magnet. He watched the progress of the game for a while and then decided to join in.
    The game was five card poker, and the stakes weren’t all that high. Not many of the patrons who drifted into the ‘Silver Wheel’ had that sort of bankroll. But when you’d been playing for a couple of hours, and losing steadily, then it was a shock to find how little you had left.
    But some time round three in the morning, Bates got the big one he was looking for, and took the others for nearly eight hundred dollars with a full house, aces on top. While the game was going on there were two silent observers keeping a very keen eye on Bates.
    “Come on; you won some, now it’s my turn. Maybe you’ll get it back tomorrow, but right now I need my beauty sleep so I’m going to quit.” Bates said collecting all his chips and getting ready to leave.
    The men round the green table sat back and relaxed, taking pleasure in hearing some real tall tales they knew whenever a game was going on.
    With his winnings intact Bates made his way towards his hotel and soon after made his exit there were two others who followed him. He was now approaching a dimly lit alley when the men following him jumped him.
    “Get the bastard now, Luke,” one of them shouted drawing a hide-away gun and pointed it in the direction of Bates while the other had already drawn his gun and blocked the passage.
    Just as the two assailants were bringing pressure on their trigger fingers there was flash of light with a loud bang and Luke dropped to the ground instantly with a bullet on his head.
    “You sure aren’t much of a gentleman, Luke, two against one is bad odds.” Said a man tall man with dark clothes, standing with a smoking gun.
    No sooner than Luke fell than the other guy turned around and let loose his gun firing three rapid shots at the flash of light.
    There was a sound of boots halting on the end of the alley and another flash of light that followed an instant after the three rapid shots and one more dark stranger made his presence with his smoking gun.
    There were grunts and groans from the ground as two men fell, One fell with a grunt like a stuffed animal while the other groaned. Within a span of two or three minutes three men lay on the ground with Bates standing like a showroom dummy with his mouth open, in shock.
    “Are you okay, Bill?” he heard the voice of Klyne, who approached him with a watchful eye and a smoking gun.
    “I…..Yeah, I’m okay.” Bates said, “Roy, is that you? And what brought you here?”
    “Yeah, it’s me, and I came to see you because your, niece, Rebecca was worried about you and sent me to check on you.”
    All of a sudden Bates seemed to be cold sober now, “thanks, Roy, you sure showed up just in time.”
    “Don’t thank me, you should thank your niece, Rebecca….. by the way let’s see who these guys are.” Klyne said as he heard a gargling noise from one of the fallen men which seemed to sound quite familiar to Klyne’s ears.
    Fishing a lighter from his pocket Bates stuck it and in a flash Klyne recognized the groaning man on the ground. “My God, it’s John Dalton!” he gasped in shock.
    “Yeah, Roy, It’s me, I think I’ve had it and those two bastards are the Stanley brothers, Luke and Mark, I think they are both dead and one of them got me.” John groaned in agony.
    “Roy, do you know this guy?” Bates asked looking at Klyne and then at the fallen man.
    Before Klyne could reply, John Dalton spoke, “I’m sorry, Roy, I was hired by that kid’s father, senator Nathan to get both of you. At the time he hired me, I didn’t know the background of the whole story, and hired myself like a blooming idiot.” He coughed and spat out a lot of blood that was clogging his throat. “But when I got to your home