you close his eyes, john bascomb? that's right. i'm randall. oh. glad to meet you, mr. randall. this is sam jarvis, one of our riders from up north. hello, jarvis. get here. well, the sooner you go after a man on the run, the sooner you get home. this man might not be on the run. another one of our riders was killed last monday. this telegram arrived just before you did. and the mail pouch was stolen. you think it's the same man who killed your other men? might be. along the same stretch of trail. here, i'll show you. you see, the trail runs north from tucson to flagstaff. there's a mail stop a little over halfway here at tipton, a mining town. the thief? no, nothing. nobody's seen him. didn't even hear a shot. well, there must be some trail signs here or something. yeah. footprints, plenty of them. men, mules, and moccasins. but both holdups took place on the main trail, and nobody can make anything out of signs like that. you haven't got much to work on. that's why we're willing to pay you to do the job, randall. let me show you something. excuse me. this package contains a 15