“There were three main buildings. He assumed one was a storage house, one a bunkhouse, and he had no idea what the third might be.
A tall man with a neatly trimmed beard and flowing blond hair that reached down to his shoulders emerged from one of the buildings and approached him.
“Mind if I ask what your business is, stranger?” he asked.
I wonder what your reaction would be if I told you I was retired? thought Holliday. Aloud he said, “I'm looking for my friend, Theodore Roosevelt.”
Suddenly a huge smile spread across the bearded man's face. “Well, I'll be damned. I thought we might never meet. You're Doc Holliday, right?”
Holliday nodded his head. “Right.”
The man extended a hand. “And I'm Bill Cody! Buffalo Bill at your service.”
Holliday dismounted carefully. “Got a place where I can put my horse for a while?”
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