The Night Of The Howling Owl
Artemus Gordon having been ordered to Washington, D.C to speak with President Grant and the secretary of state Justin Moore for a special courier mission.
When the dispatch had arrived for Gordon, his partner Jim West was wondering why only him and not him to go on the mission.
Artemus keeping reading it a few times, when he finally decided to answer his partner.
"Jesus Artemus, haven't you heard a word, I was trying to tell the past few minutes?" He asked with an annoyed expression.
"I still don't understand this Jim, I am to travel to New Hampshire to the governor's mansion Anthony Scarpella to bring him back, having to be a very powerful renegade military officer, the dispatch tells me, he has valuable information in regard to slave trading within the state." He sighs with resignation.
"And your going alone on this mission?" He asked deadpanned.
"I have no choice Jim, the president and Secretary is insisting this time around, and besides you will have plenty to do with the rest of the smaller cases, and besides, Wimona won't have to worry about you, this time around." He replied with a wry grin.
"To each it's own, good luck any way Artie." While walking over to shake his hand and taking him into a bear hug.
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Union Camp
Corporal Donald Edison was waiting on word from his posse, to find out just where did Anthony Scarpella had gone to be placed into protected custody.
Edison and several of his men have been involved with the slave trading the past few years. It was a healthy profit for them all, until recently, when Scarpella had found out about the slave trading , through one of the slaves having been taken into custody by the U.S. government.
When the President of the United States Jackson and other high officials received this information, they need to do something about it, before the total situation gets out of hand.
Anthony Scarpella has been running for days, until he check in with the proper authorities, and warn them about the slave going on in the state. He had told them about having to found a journal from a Corporal Donald Edison, for which he written about all of the actual transactions between the vendor and himself.
Scarpella having turn himself in to the authorities, he had insisted only man, he had heard about within the Secret Service to take him to see the president and head of state, along with the journal, and that is Artemus Gordon.
Here he sits in protect custody in the town of Centerville jail, he now waits to see how long it's going to be, when the secret service agent Gordon shows up.
Since he was able to see outside his jail cell window, it was now dark, with the moon starting to come out from behind the clouds. He can hear a owl hooting in the short distance of his cell, otherwise very little traffic was going on with the streets or sidewalks having to close to ten o' clock at night.
Someone had come into the office of the jail, it was one of two Marshall's working tonight, and it was his job to bring food into the cell to feed Scarpella even if it was late right now.
Scarpella asked what was going on right now, he had his food was brought it, along with his drinks and desert. Their was plenty of room to move around the cell, along with his blankets, pillows to make him comfortable until, it's time to leave.