"Odessa's a little over a hundred miles.  But don't worry!  The train can have you there in less than a day.  Then it's not far down to Coalriver."

He got up to walk them the short distance to the stairs, noticing Mr. Logan still there, still unconscious.

"I'll have a little chat with Mr Logan when he wakes up. There ain't too many places 'round here his bunch can get roostered, so I think I can make sure he won't bother you if he wants to be welcomed back here."

And, as promised, neither Mr Logan nor his thugs come calling that night in any attempt to settle the score.


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[center][h2]♠ Chapter Two - 12:10 To Odessa ♠[/h2][/center]

It's shortly before the noon hour.  A small crowd of people are beginning to gather and to board the Southern Pacific Railroad Line train.

"Ah!"  Says a man wearing a guard uniform and carrying a rifle says when any of the PCs make it known who they are.  "I'm Dan...  Mr Grainger was here this morning and the crate has been loaded into the express car already."


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From left to right:
1 - Engine
2 - Tender Car
3 - Express Car
4 - Passenger Car
5 & 6 - Freight
7 - Caboose