"Anything from Doc yet," Matt asked squaring his shoulders.

"No, sir," Newly replied quietly as Matt nodded. "What about those other two fella's?"

"I'm going to send out warrants over the wires tomorrow," Matt said heading for the door. "Keep an eye on things here for me until I get back."

Kitty handed Doc a cup of coffee after the physician covered Festus with a blanket.

"Thanks, Kitty," Doc said as Matt entered the Doctor's office.

"Doc, Kitty," Matt said looking at the unconscious deputy. "How's he doing?"

"Better than I thought," Doc said evenly. "You can take Kitty back to the Long Branch, Matt."

"Alright," Matt said leading the way.

"Did you get the three outlaws, Matt?" Kitty asked following the Marshal out the door.

"Just one," Matt replied lowly. "And I'm still no closer to finding out who attacked the stage, shot Festus or helping Bucko."

Kitty shook her head as she linked her arm with his. "Don't worry, cowboy. You'll get them eventually, you always do."

Sitting in his chair at his desk, Doc checked the time on his pocket watch and yawned. He didn't anticipate that Festus would rouse before morning after the grueling surgery so he was more than a little surprised when the hill man started to move around.

"Festus," Doc said moving quickly to his friends side.

"Doc," Festus said weakly, looking around, he sighed. "How'd I get here."

"Bucko came into town and got me," Doc said slowly. "If it hadn't been for him, you wouldn't be here right now."

"Where's he at?" Festus asked softly.

"Matt's got him over at the jail," Doc said swiping his mustache. "But I don't want you to worry yourself about that right now, you need to rest. I don't mind telling you, that bullet did some damage and it's going to be a while before your going to be up and around."

Festus nodded before closing his eyes and Doc grinned as the hill man started to lightly snore.

Matt let Newly go, checked on his prisoner's and then went to bed himself.

The next morning Matt checked the wanted posters as Newly entered the office.

"Any luck on finding out who Jack is," he said getting a cup of coffee.

"Maybe," Matt said handing Newly one of the posters.

Newly looked at the poster and nodded as he read the name below the picture. "Jackson Carter," he said handing the poster back.

"Yeah," Matt said pulling out two more. "He's been known to travel with these two."

"Brooks Martin and Samuel Harris," Newly said handing the poster back to Matt. "You think those were the two that helped him rob the stage."

"I'd bet money on it," Matt said standing up. "I'm going to the telegraph office and then to see Judge Brooker."

"Alright," Newly said indicating the back. "I'll keep an eye on those two."

Matt nodded his thanks as he left and headed to the telegraph office and then to Brooker's small office that he kept while I'm town.

"Judge," Matt said taking off his hat, he sat down in front of the Judge's mahogany desk. "How's the leg?"

"A little sore but not so much that I can't get around," Brooker said stapling his fingers together. "What have you found out?"

"I believe these are the three men that robbed the stage and shot my deputy," Matt said handing the Judge the wanted posters. "They're also the men my deputy's friend said were in that poker game with him and that the one I have locked up is who he said had the knife used in the murder he was accused of."

"Hmmm," Brooker sighed looking over the poster. "My hands are tied Matt as far as the extradition goes. I'm bound to honor it if the person in question has a warrant."

"What about a change in venue," the Marshal said thoughtfully. "Could we get the trial moved here."

"I can send a request, Matt," Brooker said with a nod. "That's the best I can do."

"Alright," Matt said putting his hat back on before heading to the door. "It will at least give deputy Haggen and Mr. Taos something to hope for."

Brooker nodded as Matt left the Judges office and headed toward Doc's office as two riders passed.

"That's the Marshal," Sam said keeping his head down.

"Ya," Brooks replied stopping at the livery. "I seen him before."

"We'll wait till tonight," Sam said looking around. "Everyone'll be in bed, it'll be easy to bust Jack outa that jail."

Brooks nodded as the two men climbed down off their horses and headed to the Bulls Head Saloon.

Matt bounded up the stair case to Doc's office and stepped though the door as Kitty was just coming out.

"Matt," she said smiling.

"Hi, Kitty," Matt said stepping past her.

"How's things here?" he said looping his thumbs into his belt.

"Can't you tell from the bickering in the back room," Kitty said with a wink.

"Dang mule headed..." Doc said stepping out of the back. "Matt, you got to talk some sense into him!"

Kitty nodded and left as Matt turned to Doc and grinned. "What's going on?"

"He won't listen to me," Doc complained loudly. "I told him if he gets up to soon, he'll kill himself! But he insists on wanting to help clear Bucko's name."

"Well," Matt said tipping his hat up. "I'll talk to him."

"Festus," Matt said stepping into Doc's spare room.

"Matthew," Festus said holding his stomach as Matt took a seat beside the bed. "That ol scudder is meaner than a hornet in a tin can today."

"He's only worried about you," Matt said evenly. "I'm working on moving Bucko's trial here, so you can relax and do what Doc tells you."

"Thanks, Matthew," Festus said softly. "I owe it to Bucko to help him."

"I know," Matt said patting Festus shoulder. "We will, I promise."