Re: Episode 6-3: Wicked Little City
Morgan took a moment to skim the book. It was, just as Goodwin had represented to others in town, the beginnings of a novel. A story about the war. Morgan wasn't a reliable judge of writing. Only Darling could give a fair assessment of the spy's skill. But the effort seemed earnest, the descriptions of the battlefield vivid.
Reading over the novel, Morgan wondered if Goodwin had been striving to change professions. To put spying behind him and retire to a quiet life as a novelist. He felt a brief pang of jealousy, to have the freedom to change one's course, to seek out an existence free of conflict. Only someone had robbed Goodwin of his chance. Someone, Morgan felt certain, with a secret to keep.
He turned back to the front of the book and read the dedication. To Barney Ford, my Greatest Friend. Goodwin thanked Ford for showing him and his wife hospitality during their visit to Denver. What business had Goodwin pursued in Denver? Most likely, it had been a Union errand.
And the man had been married. Someone needed to inform Goodwin's wife of his demise. As Morgan considered that, his thoughts drifted to Suzy and Goodwin's apparent closeness to her.
Frowning, Morgan shut the book and returned it to the box. He would take the articles to Earp's office and go through them there, hopefully with Earp's help. Two sets of eyes were always better.
Descending the stairs, Morgan approached McNary again. "Mr. McNary, I need to trouble you with a couple of more questions. Was there anyone besides Suzy that Paul Goodwin talked to on a regular basis? Anyone he drank with, or even met here for business?"
"And, if you wouldn't mind me asking, how long has Suzy worked for you? Does she work strictly at the saloon or does she have another job here in town?"
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