“He said his name was ‘The Waco Kid’,” Caleb said“Yep, it would be my guess that he’s just some fool who wants to build a reputation with ...is gun. We’ve all read stories about the fast-gun lawmen in Kansas and how they attracted young men from all over, wanting to be known as the man who beat the man with the fastest gun,” Ezra said.“I came close to killing him, when he called us Indian Bastards. I reckon that would be about the only difference in me and Marshal Eli Crow. Dad would have either. I felt proud that I, in some small way, was responsible for preserving their family legacies. True to his father’s word, JP Morgan was a risk taker but also a savvy business man. I watched my wealth more than triple in value; and although I was not from old money I gained a certain amount of social acceptance from the New York elite. At parties I was introduced to many of the most eligible bachelors of the day. One of the most fascinating men that I met wasn’t eligible at all. J.D. Rockefeller. “Then ya can’t lose, right? So let’s play. Here’s my first question. Is this Herr Grüber the man who ran the sideshow where you appeared as a child?”“Ja.” The answer is out before I can so much as think about it.“Was he the one who trained you to do the – ah – interesting -- things you can do so well when we screw?”All right, how could he know that? “Ja,” I admit, somewhat reluctantly this time. Logan’s guesses are too close for comfort.“So you spent your childhood being sexually abused. So succesfull have I been that I am now bored with the whole thing, yes bored. It seems that except fo a few variations it was the same old, in, out, in, out, shake it all about routine. I decided I needed something more, something far more exciting and it was then that quite by accident it happend. It happened in a way I never thought it would nor dreamed of. As usual on Saturday, mom and dad went out for their regular get together and I was left on my own to watch TV. The evening passed.