Chapter 38

• Dane, maintaining his composure, scanned the crowd until his gaze settled on the figure of a middle-aged man who stood at the fringes of the onlookers. This man was known to many as the local gunsmith, someone who was familiar with every detail of firearms in the county.
• "Forgive me for this interruption, gentlemen," Dane spoke loudly, capturing the crowd's attention. "But I believe the truth must prevail in this matter." He paused dramatically before continuing. "Last night, a certain individual visited the esteemed Mr. Colt, our trusted gunsmith here in town."
• Whispers of curiosity spread through the assembled spectators as they watched the gunsmith step forward, his expression a mixture of surprise and apprehension.