The next morning, while Cateri and Autumn made pancakes on their big iron plate, some of the men looked through the pile of goods.
Lojab sat on a log, sipping his coffee and scowling at the women as they busied themselves around the fire.
“Hey,” Kawalski said, “I need this.” He held up a large piece of thick ox hide.
“Get your hands off my leather, Cowboy,” Kady said.
“Don’t throw a hissy fit, Sunshine. I’ll buy it from you.”
“Or you could go find your own.”
“All right,” Kawalski said, “I will. And it’ll be better than this piece of crap.” He tossed the leather back to the pile.
“I doubt it.” Kady rolled up a pancake and took a bite. “I bought the market out.”
“Then I’ll take one cartridge to the ox pens and buy a whole ox, then I’ll have the hide and the meat as well.”
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