RUNNING IRON 2

mike dawson rolled the truck to a stop in front of the river side store and dance hall.. a pay phone was mounted on the wall outside. the old building was build from smooth river rock stacked and cemented together. it had a tin roof. mike turned to emily dawson sitting next to him "ok pretty lady thres the store. you got ten minute s before this bus leaves heded back home." emily smiled"you wont leave withrout me, you got no one to cook and we are outof peanut butter" mike grunted and opened the door and got out.emily slide out behind him and quick walked into the store. mike fished in his pocket for some change and went to the pay phone. when he got the brand department on the phone they put him on hold, then transfered him twice and finally a voice came on asking what he needed. mike explained the situation and asked for a inspecter to come to the ranch. the man on the other end said some one would be there the next day around 9 in the morning. he thanked mike then hung up before mike could say any more. he turned the phone reciever around and almost slamed it into yjr rock wall. but he slamed it into the cradle insteadd. turning he saw emily sitting in the truck munching on something. when mike got in the truck he saw she had a small bag of potato chips in her lap. "thats all you wanted here?" mike was saarcastic. emily pointed to a sack in the floor board then shoved another chip in her mouth. mike started the truck but before he could back out emily pushed a large potato chip in his mouth. "see? ill share." she burbled around the mouth full of chips she had. mike munched his chip, backed out of the parking lot and headed home. the next morning a state truck rolled into the yard at 8 45. when he stopped a tall thin man got out. he was dressed in denim pants a white shirt and a straw hat on his head on the white shirt was a little round badge. as mike walked to the man the officer with out any pre amble he said " where are they,?" mike had extended his hand to shake but dropped it and turned to his corrals " ill show you come on." when they reached the corral where the pair were mike opened the gate and the officer brushed by going inside. mike watched as the man used a little pocket camera and took pictures of the pair, both sides. when he came out mike reshut the gate and the officer marched to his truck, mike followed. at the truck the man was writing in a inspection book. when he tore the pages out he handed them to mike. " rebrand the calf and turn them back out if you want. i dont know about that ladder brand ill have to research that. those papers i give you prove i saw them and i determined the calf is yours if any one questions the deal. my name is harvy jenson ill be in touch. if you find any more call me. ok?"jenson handed mike a card with a phone number. "thats my personel number on the card dont waste your time on the front office. jenson had limbered up. mike shook jensons hand and thanked him jenson waved as he left the yard,