At this time, in a hotel in eastern Denver, Carlos, a hooked-nosed middle-aged Spanish white man, was talking about Henry.
"It's confirmed that Kallenberg went to Fresco Town to assassinate Henry four days ago, but there has been no news. He's likely in grave danger."
Pizarro, with a half-white beard, said with dissatisfaction, "He's been here for nearly ten years, completely engrossed in killing, losing all sense of priority. At this critical moment, when the treasure our family has sought for nearly two centuries is finally within reach, he actually took such an important map to carry out an assassination!"
"Alas, according to the content of his telegram, he did find the map, but..." Carlos shook his head.
Pizarro said, "We must act immediately. With so many of us, every day we wait is a huge expense. After you settle the team, go to the black market to buy Henry's latest intelligence. It would be best if you could know his actions for the next few days."
Carlos accepted the order and left.
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More than an hour later, at the McKinley Family's estate in Denver.
After reading the telegram from Richard, Brendan asked, "Has Sean replied to this morning's telegram?"
Elent, the butler, replied, "Not yet."
"Still no news from Kallenberg?"
"Four days, nothing!"
"Jesse James and John Gale?"
"Young Master, they haven't responded yet. Someone said they saw Jesse in Chicago, the Windy City."
Brendan felt annoyed.
Kallenberg likely turned from a venomous snake into a dead snake.
This Henry is too troublesome. Could this be a young man who was ordinary for the past twenty years?
"Send another telegram to Sean, asking him to not only ensure the safety of Mr. and Mrs. Richard but also to arrange enough warriors to meet them at Death Valley tomorrow noon. If necessary, up to 30 guards can be transferred from the refinery."
"Yes, Young Master," Elent replied and left.
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Fresco Town.
Linda, accompanied by Peter, took Becky and Andre to visit two friends they frequently interacted with.
She also brought some small pastries she made to bid farewell to her friends.
At the same time, Becky and Andre also had to say goodbye to their young friends.
In the evening, they would go to Mayor William's house, and that would be about it.
—
Meanwhile, a man and two women, followed by a male servant, a female servant, and six guards, disembarked from a train at the Denver train station.
Dylan, the McKinley Family's reception staff, quickly stepped forward to greet them.
"Hello, Mr. Mellon, I am Dylan from the McKinley Family. Welcome to Denver with your wife. Please follow me."
Richard Mellon nodded and followed, leading the two noble ladies and a group of guards.
Soon, the two noble ladies were seated in the McKinley Family's luxurious four-wheeled, four-seater open-top carriage—this was the standard for noble ladies' park outings at the time, with a foldable canopy for the back seat.
The two noble ladies sat in the back of the carriage, each holding a small parasol, protecting themselves from the sun while elegantly and discreetly observing others in their own way.
The male servant stood at the designated spot in the back of the carriage for servants to stand and serve.
As for Richard, he and four guards would ride horses to attend to business matters first, then reunite with the two noble ladies in the evening for the McKinley Family's dinner party.
The older noble lady was Richard's newlywed wife, Madeline Jones, and the younger noble lady was her cousin, Edith Jones.
This time, Richard, after receiving Brendan's request to connect with William, felt it was a rare opportunity to expand and strengthen their presence in the Colorado mining industry. He considered it for a day and then agreed.
The Mellon Family entered the Colorado mining industry a few years late and currently only owned one lead mine and one coal mine, neither of which were large or rich deposits.
Richard had not yet visited the family's mines in this region since taking over, so this was a good opportunity to inspect them together.
At this moment, Edith said excitedly, "Madeline, thankfully I came to visit you this time, so I could get out and clear my head. It's so stifling at home!"
Madeline held a small fan and smiled, saying, "You're very lucky that your uncle agreed to let you study at a women's university in England."
Edith sighed and whispered in Madeline's ear, "What's the use? I envy you. You married a good husband, who is young and promising, and dotes on you so much that he can take you to travel around the family business so far away."
Madeline also sighed softly and whispered, "We women are always expected to uphold chastity, manage the household, and raise children. Our life trajectory can only be fixed between home and church. Thinking about the next few decades like this, I often feel suffocated."
Both suddenly lost interest in talking, staring blankly at the street scenes that rapidly approached and then quickly disappeared behind them, similar street scenes repeating constantly—as if life was predetermined.
—
Henry woke up feeling refreshed, realizing he had slept for almost four hours; it was nearly five in the afternoon.
After washing up, he went to Mayor William's office.
"Grandpa William, I plan to escort Linda, Becky, and Andre to Denver tomorrow morning with a few police officers. She'll take the train to New York from there," Henry said directly after sitting down.
"Well done, Henry. Have you arranged for a carriage?" William asked.
"Not yet. I plan to borrow one from Drummond later. His carriages are quite good, unlike the police station's carriages, which are used for holding people or hauling goods and are very uncomfortable to ride in."
"No need. Just use my two-door, hard-top, four-wheeled buggy. Come directly tomorrow, and I'll have the coachman drive you."
"Okay, Grandpa William, I'm sure Becky and Andre will be very happy then."
Although this type of carriage was half the size in terms of horses, seats, and volume compared to the most luxurious four-horse, four-person carriages, its internal luxury was not downgraded.
Especially in terms of height, neither men nor women needed to remove their hats when sitting inside, which is why this hard-top, four-wheeled buggy was also a standard for countless wealthy families in Europe and America.
"Out of the 20 bandits who launched a surprise attack on the day I dueled Barrett, 12 were from the Wild Wolf Gang and 8 were from the Skull Gang. Both bandit gangs have been almost completely wiped out."
"Very good, Henry. You've cleared out quite a few bandits these past few days. You need to pay special attention to your safety recently; they might retaliate against you."
"I know, thank you for your concern, Grandpa William, I'm leaving now." Henry said, then got up and left decisively.
It wasn't that he didn't want to be honest with William about his actions over the past two days, but it was difficult to explain—how could one person achieve such a record?
Whether he confessed or not, William would suspect or even confirm that he was cooperating with others.
So Henry simply didn't say anything, letting William speculate.
In fact, it was very normal for Henry to have other collaborators.
Henry would handle other matters that needed to be discussed or reported properly.
Anyway, Henry had a clear conscience. If William could trust him, he would stay longer; if not, he would resign.
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