Free Longarm and the Train Robbers by Tabor Evans Page A

banging
at his door.  Longarm reached for his holstered Colt hanging from
the headboard.
    "Who is
it?"
    "It's
me!"
    Longarm relaxed. 
"Aw, Milly, go away!  I'm still asleep."
    "Too asleep to
talk about an Englishman who smokes Royal Crown cigarettes and
has a lot of money to spend on pretty women?  Well, if you can
find me, we can talk about him sometime.  Night,
night!"
    Longarm blinked
rapidly in the darkness.  "Wait a minute!"  he called, bounding
out of the bed and staggering to the door.  When he finally got
it unlocked, Milly was already descending the stairs to the
lobby.
    "Milly, dammit,
come on back here!"
    She turned and
looked up at him with a loose smile of amusement.  He could see
that she was a little tipsy and her hair and lipstick were
mussed. Milly had been working and was not in the mood for
insults.
    "Milly, I'm
sorry," Longarm said.  "It's just that I've got a lot of sleep to
catch up on and I was... I was dreaming of you."
    "Aw, bullshit! 
Come on, Longarm, I'll bet you can do better than
that!"
    Longarm knuckled
his eyes.  "What time is it?"
    Milly shrugged. 
"Who cares?  I guess it will be daylight pretty soon, but I'll
manage to be asleep by then and thankfully avoid it."
    Longarm yawned. 
"Would you come on back and talk to me?  Otherwise, I'd have to
hunt you down and wake you up in a few hours."
    "And risk getting
shot?  That wouldn't be a very smart thing to do,
honey."
    "Come on," Longarm
said, "this is a respectable place.  I can't stand out here
begging in my almost natural state."
    "Say
please."
    "Please."
    "Say that you'll
reward me handsomely."
    Longarm yawned. 
"I'll reward you handsomely."
    "And scratch my
back and kiss me to sleep and-"
    "Milly!"
    "Oh, all right. 
I'll settle for the handsome reward," she said, coming back up
the stairs and giving Longarm a kiss before she took his hand and
led him back into his room.
    Milly wasted no
time talking, but quickly undressed and climbed into bed with
Longarm.  She slipped her hand down his flat belly and tickled
his privates.
    "Come on, Milly!"
Longarm said with another yawn.  "Don't distract me."
    "I want to
distract you," she said, rolling over to nibble on his
earlobe.
    "Business before
pleasure.  Who smokes the Royal Crown cigarettes?"
    "Like most men,"
Milly said peevishly, "your mind is only on one thing. But in
your case it's outlaws.  Every other man I go to bed with is
obsessed with my body."
    "Milly," Longarm
said, gently pushing her back.  "You know how much I enjoy being
with you.  You're a beautiful and passionate woman."
    "Don't stop.  Tell
me more."
    "Dear goddess of
love, I need to know about this Englishman who is throwing money
around and smoking Royal Crown cigarettes.  And I need to know
right now because a lot of fine, innocent people were killed and
injured on that train."
    "All right," Milly
said wearily.  "I can feel this big scab on your skull and I
suspect that you were one of the injured."
    "I was," Longarm
said, "and I'm lucky to be alive.  Now tell me about the man who
smokes Royal Crowns."
    "I didn't sleep
with him tonight.  He wanted me to, but I decided to find you
first.  So you cost me money."
    "I'll make it up
somehow."
    "You dam sure
better," Milly said, kissing his cheek.  "The man who smokes
those tinny yellow cigarettes is an associate of the one that you
saw me greet when I left your table this evening."
    "An associate of
that fat old man?"
    "Yes.  The old man
was English and rich.  He was also very randy for someone his
age.  When we were doing it, I thought he was going to burst a...
well, never mind.  Later, we went down for some drinks and I met
the young one."
    "The man who
smokes Royal Crown cigarettes?"
    "Yes.  He is the
old man's nephew and seems to do little more than buy and sell
cattle and horses.  He talked a lot about traveling on the
railroad between Omaha and Sacramento doing business.  I gather
he also has a stable of thoroughbreds in