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  “Is she sick?” Bane asked.

  Viper shook his head. “No, it’s nothing like that. My neighbor called to let me know that Gramma Mel gave some college professor permission to dig on our property. This professor has convinced my grandmother that Jesse James buried some of his stolen loot on the Silver Spurs.”

  The worried expressions on his friends’ faces switched to relief and then amusement. “Is that all?” Coop asked, grinning, resting his broad shoulder against a wall.

  “That’s enough. Nobody has permission to dig on the Silver Spurs.”

  “Evidently your grandmother gave it,” Bane pointed out.

  “Well, that permission is being rescinded, and I’m going to make sure Gramma Mel and this professor know it.”

  “Did you talk to Caldwell?” Flipper asked.

  “Yes, but he’ll go along with anything my grandmother says. Now I have to head straight home instead of making that pit stop in Mississippi like I’d planned. Hell, that means I’m giving up a chance to get laid for this foolishness.”

  Mac grinned. “But what if Jesse James did hide some of his loot on your land? If I recall, he and his gang robbed a number of banks in and around the Missouri area.”

  Gavin frowned as he zipped up his gear and faced his friends. “There’s not any loot on the Silver Spurs and nobody can convince me otherwise.”

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  His Illegitimate Heir

  Copyright © 2016 by Sarah M. Anderson

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