“I’ve been told that these two might have worked for you,” the sheriff gestured at the bodies on the horse. “I’d appreciate if you’d have a look at them.”
“This hardly seems the place,” said the bishop.
“I appreciate the timing is difficult.” The sheriff gestured Shamus forward. “However, the sooner we get the matter resolved, the better.”
Together, the sheriff and Shamus pulled the bodies off the horse and laid them out on the ground. The crowd buzzed and drew closer. Heads craned to see the men on the ground, and from the protests, several children were being led away.
The bishop stepped forward and surveyed the bodies. “And these were supposed to have worked for me?”
The sheriff nodded. “And the two others who got away.”
The bishop shook his head. “I would never hire such men,” he
