“Well, let’s get us over to Breurer’s and talk this out. The supplies can wait,” Teddy said.
Grateful for the show of support, Lee remounted his horse and led the way back to the livery. The two men entered the building and let their eyes adjust to the dim light after the bright glare of the sun on the melting snow. Nate was standing over the forge and Tatanka was working the bellows.
“What is wrong, Lee Masters?” Tatanka came out from behind the machinery.
Nate stopped his hammering and came around, too. “Teddy.” Nate stuck out his hand and shook the young Mr. Birk’s. “What’s going on?”
“Uh, Ted, this here’s Tatanka, my uh…partner.” Lee hoped he didn’t blush as he said this. The heat from the forge on his face kept him from being sure
“Good ta meet ya,” said Teddy.
“Hau.” They shook hands and Tatanka turned to Lee. “Now, what is wrong?”