I rode into Sunset Valley in the fall of 83 looking for a place to winter. The horse I had under me was the best I had ever owned and my gear was top notch. I had been south and had seen some troubles. I wanted some quiet and a slow easy pace for a while. I liked the look of the quiet valley in the high country of Colorado. I rode down to the ranch house and pulled up near the man sitting on the porch.
"Lite and set young man. Go ahead and water your horse and take a breather."
I grinned at the man. As I stepped down from my horse, he saw the tired in me as I eased my body from the saddle. He looked me over more closely as I took the horse over to the water. I wear two shooters. One high on my right hip and a second in a belly holster with the butt to my left side. I could be faster with the left hand gun. But not much. The guns how lots of wear.
"Ease your saddle and come set with an old man a while."
I joined him in the chair next to his and we chatted there in the shade. He was a well set up man, I guessed to be in his fifties with a long handle bar and graying hair. His hat hung on the back of his chair. This old man as he called himself was maybe ten years my senior and in very good shape at his age.
A very well put together young woman came from the back of the house and entered a huge garden beside house. She began to pick stuff I guessed for the evening meal.
"My wife Lori Anne. She has just come from the bunk house where she was fucking my foreman Bradley Jessup. They don't think I know about them fucking. He is way younger that either of us and his cock is ready for her anytime. He is good for Lori, and I don't mind him enjoying her all he wants."
"Young woman he's not hurting much."
"But I am sure he is also running my cows off. Now I got lots of cows and I could loose a few now and then, but he seems to be greedy. I have six hands working for me and I know he has help. I think I know which are in with it and which are not but I'd like to be sure. I need a man to watch and tell me. All I want is that. I will brace him when the time comes. He is likely going to try to take her, my ranch and all when he kills me."
"Bad choices."
"I would rather just fire him and end it but the boy has a big ego and well it won't end well. She's not in it with him, but she thinks she loves him. Not askin you to use them guns. You look tired and could use some time. Know who you are and you'd know me if I told you who I was back some. Don't know I was quite up to you in the day, but I was close."
"Know who you are or were long time ago saw you once in Logan, Montana."
"Oh, the Parker brothers, you was there that day?"
"Ya, saw it. You did the right thing they were killers and woman killers. I come to Logan after them. They raped and killed my wife couple hundred miles south few days before."
"Oh sorry, I didn't know."
"Never you mind, just wanted them dead. You did that and it was fine. to late to help my wife I just didn't want it to happen again. I killed the other two a day before. They was running from me."
"Never saw you that day. I'd have remembered your rig."
"I didn't wear it back then and no one knew Nathan Bly back then. You were much more famous."
"No now I am just Old Ben Hopkins. and not Ben Hobbs any more."
"Maybe you could save lots by him knowing?"
"Too big an ego I'd still have to kill him."
"Maybe it would be easier if Nathan Bly does it. I owe you for the Parker Brothers anyway."
"I always wondered why the other two never showed up. No I stomp my own snakes Nathan."
"It's Calvin now. I am Nathan Calvin Bly. And Calvin sort of makes people more at ease."