We were halfway through the barn raising, and we needed some more long nails, so I was asked to ride over to the neighbor's ranch to grab some. He trusted me to find them, giving me directions to where they were.
Instead, when I arrived, I found the neighbor's wife and the deputy sheriff going at it.
Now, this should have been good for me. I was having issues with the law over where my cattle were grazing, and I'd fancied her for a while.
But the deputy was quicker on the draw than I was stating my blackmail intentions.
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