An Angel's Revenge

Duprey's face took on a dour look. "Too bad! Be nice ta hit a ranch or two. Grab some more horses and cows."
"Don't go gettin' greedy. The small ranches aren't worth the trouble, and the big ones will have enough men ta come after us. I want ta put some space between our last job and Trail's End; otherwise, we could lose the herd or end up at the end of a rope. 'Sides, with the bunch we got working fer us, I think we already got a big 'nough job moving the herd we got."
"A few more bucks would be nice," Duprey added wistfully.
Holloway shrugged. "Play our cards right and maybe we could wrangle a few more bucks without too much trouble."
The idea piqued Duprey's interest. "How's that?"
"Trail's End has a brothel. They are always looking fer fresh meat." He gave a slight tip of his head toward the women from the stage sitting at the adjoining table before he continued, "Don't look now, but I think those three heifers would be worth some easy money."