I could still only count five men on the porch, which meant another four or five were still in the house with the two women. I looked up at Ignacio. I could see he had his rifle trained on the front porch. He looked at me, and I shook my head no. We needed to get the rest of Bledsoe's men outside before we opened fire. Then we had to make sure we didn't hit the women in case they came out.
Charley, who had not been invited up on the porch, looked over at a window where a dirty curtain flapped in the warm morning breeze. "Did I just see a beaner gal in there?"
Bledsoe looked over his shoulder at the window Charley was referring to. "What?"
"Don't mean nothin' by it… just thought I saw a sun-grinner gal in there and got to hankerin' for some good Mexican chuck."
"Not likely," Bledsoe sai
