Reilly drank coffee, and then nodded to Val. "Get bundled up, Val. We're pulling out."
"You got a long drive." Sonnenberg studied him warily. "How do we know you ain't just goin' out to meet the sheriff some place?"
"If you knew Daily Benson," Reilly answered, "you wouldn't worry. You couldn't get him three miles from town in this weather for twenty thousand dollars. He's a warm-weather sheriff - and he isn't looking for you boys, anyhow."
(from Reilly's Luck, by Louis L'Amour)
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