 I found the cattle out at Camp Hood. You don't find cattle with a brand on them. They weren't mavericks. You better talk, Black. I'll talk when I see a lawyer. You wait that long, and Marath will run out, and you'll be facing it alone. That old rancher was murdered. I didn't shoot him. I swear it, Ranger. No jury's gonna believe you, unless you tell us who did it, and we find the gun he used. All right, all right. It was Marath. He started the whole thing. It was his idea. Who rode with you? One folks from here, six from Marath's place, sir.