"492 pieces of unstamped gold coin blanks" The short balding accountant finished and placed his ink quill down on the ledger in front of him.<br/><br/>"492, huh?.....Seems a bit odd, don't folks usually keep square amounts?" Decker asked the accountant, and the sheepish man shrugged his shoulders and nodded his head in the affirmative. "usually...yessir."<br/><br/>Decker swung around and eyed the group of 7 Damned men that had found the gold on the naked man. " 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7....maybe yer little troop leader gets two, cause he's big shit....that makes 8 and that would put my count right at an even 500....wouldn't it?" Decker said as he shot a suspicious eye at Floyd Packer.<br/><br/>Floyd put his hands up in the air and shook his head, "Nah sir Mr. Malloy, you got exactly what we's found on him...that there is a promise sir....Sides maybe he spent some...er hell maybe there just wasn't 500 in the first darn place..." Floyd said, nervously trying to come up with explanations.<br/><br/>Decker closed the distance and got close to big Floyd. " Is that it Floyd? You think he managed to spend 8 gold pieces but just forgot to buy some clothes? I suppose he prolly spent that small fortune on whores and fancy cigars and drink like you would've huh Floyd? There ain't no need for pants when yer good and liquored up anyway, is there?" Decker said as he pulled the large bowie knife out of is belt and slid it in between Floyd's legs.<br/><br/>"Calm down Mr. Malloy there ain't no need for such dramatics, we just figured with so much, Mr. Amsterdam wouldn't miss some drinking money for me and the boys, I mean after all we did find it and all. " Floyd said, his whole body was quaking as he reached into his pocket and produced two of the missing coins. "Here take it back, I don't even want it no more anyhow..." Floyd held them out, and Decker heard the rattle of the other six pieces clanking onto the table as the other men followed suit.<br/><br/>Decker smiled at Floyd, and for the briefest second it didn't appear to be a villainous smile at all, but one of forgiveness and understanding, but that only lasted a split second before Decker flicked his wrist and slashed into big Floyd's groin. It was so fast, and his knife so sharp that Floyd actually thought Decker had been bluffing and just cut his pants a bit for a joke, but then the wet thump of something hitting the floor changed his mind, and everyone in the room looked down to see what it was. It was of course Big Floyd's right testicle and Floyd began to weep at the realization, holding the blood soaked crotch of his trousers in disbelief.<br/><br/>"Floyd it looks to me like you might need to take some time off....yer fallen apart on me, and I need men with balls....As for the rest of you boys, let this be a lesson; Mr. Amerstdam pays yall a fair wage for the job he expects of you, and that don't include bonuses.....Are we clear?" Decker said as he wiped the goo off of his knife on Floyd's  shirt shoulder while the man had collapsed onto his knees and was now crying like a baby.<br/><br/>"Yes sir" They all answered in unison and Decker nodded, knowing he successfully communicated the importance of his point to the impressionable men.  "Alright...it appears you boys ain't got a proper captain right now, so yall come with me....Were going over to Lila's boarding house, see if we can't ask this naked stranger some questions, as I reckon that's where they took'im.....Damned, mount up and let's ride...Day light's burnin'" Decker finished and he and his group of six men started off for the boarding house.<br/><br/>They tore back down through the narrow valley that lead from the Amsterdam complex  into town, as they careened onto the main road, near the Sheriffs office, Decker could see the big older man with a white handle bar mustache, it was indeed Sheriff Deschain and he had his hand raised, trying to get the group of riders to slow and stop, but Decker only shook his head and the whole group roared by the sheriff, leaving him in their dust cloud.<br/><br/><br/>The seven men pulled up on their horses reigns as they came to the hitching post outside Lila's boarding house, dismounted and kicked through the picket fence gate. Decker could see some young girls inside the house, and they scurried away from having to answer the front door. Decker pounded hard enough to rattle the lead glass in the door frame. "LILA! LILA....YOU GIT DOWN HERE.....WE NEED TO TALK TO THAT NAKED FELLA....LILA DAMMIT DON'T KEEP ME WAITING...GIT DOWN HERE OR I'LL BURN THIS FUCKING PLACE TO THE GROUND....YOU HEAR ME WOMAN!" Decker screamed at the top of his lungs.<br/><br/>The truth be told, Decker had some kind of crush on Lila, and had since he'd first laid eyes on  her, but she'd have nothing to do with him, and her refusal of his past advances had only spurred him to become more infatuated with her.