Chapter ONE - Weebly

interests at heart, but he’s done me a good turn time an’
again. I know him. I trust him. You…” He shrugged.
“I understand.”
Before they could say more, Darrow came to the
table with two ales. He placed one in front of each of
them, and then sat.
Mackintosh still looked troubled.
“Is everything all right?” Darrow asked.
“Mister Mackintosh was explaining that he trusts
you and not me,” Ethan said.
“I see,” Darrow said. “And were you telling him
why he’s wrong to put his faith in me?”
“I merely told him I didn’t think you were concerned
first and foremost with his welfare.”
“What do you think of that, Ebenezer?” Darrow
asked.
“You’ve helped me out o’ some tough spots, Mister
Darrow. Tha’s wha’ I told him.” But Mackintosh didn’t
meet the man’s gaze.
Darrow regarded him for another moment before
facing Ethan again.
“Perhaps you should ask your questions, Mister