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25. I think I have an idea

"Taste it," Danny said. "They make the best chilli con carne in the whole area."
He put a spoon, filled with beans, rise and chilli inside his mouth.
He and Tonca sat in an old restaurant, few miles away from Castigo's hiding place. Smoke lay in the air and few animals played pool.
Tonca picked with his spoon thoughtfully at his eatable glop.
"What are you thinking about it?" he asked Danny.
"I think it tastes good."
"That's not what I meant. I meant the situation. How should we break in?"
Danny swallowed down his eating. "An escape will be difficult."
"As far as I can judge, yes. Any ideas?"
Danny thought a moment. "I heard about an auction. Maybe we should take advantage of it. It will happen tomorrow in the afternoon."
"But how?"
"We could creep in maybe. But the others…"
Tonca shook his head. "Too many watchmen."
They was silent.
"Maybe they have a weak point," Danny muttered. "What about their leader? Maybe we could do something with him to force the others to let their prisoners free."
Tonca swallowed hard. "Uh… yes, because of their leader… I forgot to say… I wouldn't mess with him."
"Why not? Something wrong?"
Tonca bent forward and whispered: "I have heard his name somewhere before and I can say… the two prisoners have a very bad luck."
Danny scratched his head. "Why? I never heard this name."
"It happened in Mexico," Tonca continued quickly. "It was…"
He bent more forward and whispered something into Danny's ear.
Danny's eyes became wide.
"Oh shit."
Tonca leaned back on his chair.
"Do you really think that's him?" Danny asked again and covered his face with his hand.
"I have heard about it, but I forgot his name. If so, that chameleon should not know it."
"I think we have to do," Tonca said. "I also wished it would be another criminal guy, but in this case…"
There was silence again.
"A mentally ill murderer," Danny muttered. "That's very bad."
"Indeed," Tonca admitted. "I think we need a good plan very fast."
"Yes, a very good plan."
"But what kind of plan?"
Danny smiled. "My mom told me often, don't look for the luck, it will come to you. You just have to wait, and it will come anytime."
"Anytime?"
Tonca looked around. "Where?"
"Maybe, it will take a while this time."
Suddenly a few animals entered the restaurant. It were three. One of them was a raccoon. The others a rat and a rodent.
"Don't drink too much. We have to continue our riding very soon."
They sat down on the bar chairs and ordered their drinks.
"Long riding way?" the bar keeper asked, who seemed to know them.
"It's not easy to collect the clients," the raccoon replied.
Danny and Tonca pricked their ears. Their table didn't lay far away, so that they could hear what they talked with each other.
"Hey, Math. We will make a lot of bucks with that snake."
"Keep quiet and drink out," Math said "I don't want to come late."
Tonca and Danny ducked their heads.
"They seem to be form Castigo's gang," Danny whispered.
"Should we attack them and steal their costumes?"
Danny tipped his forehead.
"Alright, bad idea, very bad idea."
Danny wrinkled his forehead and tipped his chin. "Mmmmh…. I think I have an idea. Come with me."
He grabbed Tonca's shirt and pulled him to the bar.
"But the chilli becomes cold," Tonca protested, but Danny didn't listen to him.
He walked to the chairs and sat down, very close few meters away from Math and his companions.
Danny didn't wait long. He cleaned his throat and winked over to the barkeeper.
"Hank!" he said with loud voice. "A round for free. My friend told me that he found a gold mine."
Tonca scratched his head. "Uh… Did I?"
"Of course you did, don't hide it. It's all under contract."
The barkeeper Hank came back.
"Congratulations, Danny," the barkeeper said. "And what are you going to do now?"
"Uh… maybe I will go on travel to Hawaii. We can buy what we want. Maybe I want to look for something like historical things of the West. Maybe also which is alive. I was always been fascinated of the Old West. Maybe I could buy a town or a memorial. Never mind. I can buy what I want now."
Math circled over his glass thoughtfully while he was watching the talking mini gecko.
"Well, maybe I will find a place where I can give out my money. We are millionaires now."
He put the money, which was his last money on the table and left.
"What's the sense of that swindle?" Tonca asked when they were gone through the door.
"Wait and see. Money hungry guys are like piranhas. If they smell blood, they will come for sure."
They walked over to the fence where roadrunners stood and stay there.
"What now?" Tonca asked curiously.
"Do as if we would talk about our business… How much? Fifty-fifty? Or course, don't we?"
"Well, I think yes."
"You are thinking yes? I'm your partner. I also found the mine. I have a right to earn the half of everything what you get."
They heard how someone opened the door of the restaurant. Danny tried not to interrupt their played talking and continue as if he didn't hear it.
"Let me make you a suggestion. You make the work and I will take care for the finances."
"Excuse me."
He turned around and the raccoon stood in front of them. "I listened to your…"
"Sorry, but our mine is not for selling."
"I don't want to take your mine away. I just want to sell you something."
Danny showed himself unimpressed. "And what should it be?"
"A very seldom living object. It's so seldom that you can never buy it twice somewhere. And… you could be famous with it."
Danny seemed to think about it. "Sounds interesting. Maybe we could talk on a silent place."

Rango listened attentively when he heard how Bill came back. Rango didn't say something. Bill lay down in his bed and after a while he heard him snoring.
The chameleon sighed. He looked to a little window. He wished that it became tomorrow. Hoping to find Beans. He fell into a nervous sleep, without knowing what happened the next few hours meanwhile.

To be continued...

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25. I think I have an idea

"Taste it," Danny said. "They make the best chilli con carne in the whole area."
He put a spoon, filled with beans, rise and chilli inside his mouth.
He and Tonca sat in an old restaurant, few miles away from Castigo's hiding place. Smoke lay in the air and few animals played pool.
Tonca picked with his spoon thoughtfully at his eatable glop.
"What are you thinking about it?" he asked Danny.
"I think it tastes good."
"That's not what I meant. I meant the situation. How should we break in?"
Danny swallowed down his eating. "An escape will be difficult."
"As far as I can judge, yes. Any ideas?"
Danny thought a moment. "I heard about an auction. Maybe we should take advantage of it. It will happen tomorrow in the afternoon."
"But how?"
"We could creep in maybe. But the others…"
Tonca shook his head. "Too many watchmen."
They was silent.
"Maybe they have a weak point," Danny muttered. "What about their leader? Maybe we could do something with him to force the others to let their prisoners free."
Tonca swallowed hard. "Uh… yes, because of their leader… I forgot to say… I wouldn't mess with him."
"Why not? Something wrong?"
Tonca bent forward and whispered: "I have heard his name somewhere before and I can say… the two prisoners have a very bad luck."
Danny scratched his head. "Why? I never heard this name."
"It happened in Mexico," Tonca continued quickly. "It was…"
He bent more forward and whispered something into Danny's ear.
Danny's eyes became wide.
"Oh shit."
Tonca leaned back on his chair.
"Do you really think that's him?" Danny asked again and covered his face with his hand.
"I have heard about it, but I forgot his name. If so, that chameleon should not know it."
"I think we have to do," Tonca said. "I also wished it would be another criminal guy, but in this case…"
There was silence again.
"A mentally ill murderer," Danny muttered. "That's very bad."
"Indeed," Tonca admitted. "I think we need a good plan very fast."
"Yes, a very good plan."
"But what kind of plan?"
Danny smiled. "My mom told me often, don't look for the luck, it will come to you. You just have to wait, and it will come anytime."
"Anytime?"
Tonca looked around. "Where?"
"Maybe, it will take a while this time."
Suddenly a few animals entered the restaurant. It were three. One of them was a raccoon. The others a rat and a rodent.
"Don't drink too much. We have to continue our riding very soon."
They sat down on the bar chairs and ordered their drinks.
"Long riding way?" the bar keeper asked, who seemed to know them.
"It's not easy to collect the clients," the raccoon replied.
Danny and Tonca pricked their ears. Their table didn't lay far away, so that they could hear what they talked with each other.
"Hey, Math. We will make a lot of bucks with that snake."
"Keep quiet and drink out," Math said "I don't want to come late."
Tonca and Danny ducked their heads.
"They seem to be form Castigo's gang," Danny whispered.
"Should we attack them and steal their costumes?"
Danny tipped his forehead.
"Alright, bad idea, very bad idea."
Danny wrinkled his forehead and tipped his chin. "Mmmmh…. I think I have an idea. Come with me."
He grabbed Tonca's shirt and pulled him to the bar.
"But the chilli becomes cold," Tonca protested, but Danny didn't listen to him.
He walked to the chairs and sat down, very close few meters away from Math and his companions.
Danny didn't wait long. He cleaned his throat and winked over to the barkeeper.
"Hank!" he said with loud voice. "A round for free. My friend told me that he found a gold mine."
Tonca scratched his head. "Uh… Did I?"
"Of course you did, don't hide it. It's all under contract."
The barkeeper Hank came back.
"Congratulations, Danny," the barkeeper said. "And what are you going to do now?"
"Uh… maybe I will go on travel to Hawaii. We can buy what we want. Maybe I want to look for something like historical things of the West. Maybe also which is alive. I was always been fascinated of the Old West. Maybe I could buy a town or a memorial. Never mind. I can buy what I want now."
Math circled over his glass thoughtfully while he was watching the talking mini gecko.
"Well, maybe I will find a place where I can give out my money. We are millionaires now."
He put the money, which was his last money on the table and left.
"What's the sense of that swindle?" Tonca asked when they were gone through the door.
"Wait and see. Money hungry guys are like piranhas. If they smell blood, they will come for sure."
They walked over to the fence where roadrunners stood and stay there.
"What now?" Tonca asked curiously.
"Do as if we would talk about our business… How much? Fifty-fifty? Or course, don't we?"
"Well, I think yes."
"You are thinking yes? I'm your partner. I also found the mine. I have a right to earn the half of everything what you get."
They heard how someone opened the door of the restaurant. Danny tried not to interrupt their played talking and continue as if he didn't hear it.
"Let me make you a suggestion. You make the work and I will take care for the finances."
"Excuse me."
He turned around and the raccoon stood in front of them. "I listened to your…"
"Sorry, but our mine is not for selling."
"I don't want to take your mine away. I just want to sell you something."
Danny showed himself unimpressed. "And what should it be?"
"A very seldom living object. It's so seldom that you can never buy it twice somewhere. And… you could be famous with it."
Danny seemed to think about it. "Sounds interesting. Maybe we could talk on a silent place."

Rango listened attentively when he heard how Bill came back. Rango didn't say something. Bill lay down in his bed and after a while he heard him snoring.
The chameleon sighed. He looked to a little window. He wished that it became tomorrow. Hoping to find Beans. He fell into a nervous sleep, without knowing what happened the next few hours meanwhile.

To be continued...