What Were The Circumstances That Brought Trevor And His Two Associates To The Airport

These were the circumstances that brought Trevor and his two associates to the El Paso “International” airport. For most, El Paso proper would not be considered a huge city, but for the Southwest United States, it is extensive. If you considered the two states and two countries there were two-point-seven million people working and living in the area. Trevor would never be mistaken for an enormous man. Wiry might be a better term to describe him. When standing next to Barney, a person might question the authenticity of the claims of parentage for the two brothers. So unalike were they, a person would find it hard to believe them friends let alone brothers. In comparison, Trevor’s two travelling companions were, gigantic. As if
Cuff carried the paperwork with all the information for their rental car while Trevor and Mr. Link waited. They didn’t need to wait long. Cuff came walking back with an abnormal, for him at least, face full of dejection. He offered the paper to Trevor, and no keys. So, Trevor took matters into his own hands, grabbed the paper and headed towards the counter, with his biggest smile and smoothest voice ready to use. As he arrived at the counter the sales lady said, “How may I help you?” She gave him the biggest smile of her own, her West Texas drawl seeming to take Trevor aback for a moment. “My friend tells me is no SUV for us. There must be some mistake, we have a reservation.” Trevor tried to out-charm the delightful young lady at the counter. “Aw bless his heart, I wasn’t sure he understood me.” She leaned over and whispered to Trevor as a co-conspirator. “Is your friend deaf? He never said a word, only growled. It was kinda cute.” She smiled even bigger. Glancing over Trevor’s shoulder, she fluttered a little finger-wave to Mr. Cuff and Mr. Link. They did nothing but give each other a side-glance that tasted of apprehension. “No. He just doesn’t say much…” Trevor started to explain but got cut off by the lady. “Oooo the strong silent type, that’s a pity if he has such a smooth voice as yours. You three in town long?” She gave him a quick little wink, she played his game, and she was winning. “No listen, we just want our SUV so we can get on
They glanced at one another, then back at Trevor. Both in unison cleared their throats. Trevor gave them a stare dripping with sarcasm, raising one eyebrow before speaking. “Alright, Alright, I get it. Go and take the bags into the rooms.” He took one last longing gape down the empty street in the direction Crystal disappeared. Then made a feeble attempt to push the two much larger men with the luggage into the lobby of the Eddington General Store Hotel. They were greeted with an Asian accent with “Howdy Partners” from behind the counter. Trevor did not notice who was speaking. For a moment, he thought he might be hearing things, then he heard the tinkling sound of spurs walking on a wood floor. Struggling to push his way between the two gob smacked giants. He was head and shoulders above a diminutive sexagenarian. Wearing a hat much too enormous for her head, complete with chaps, boots and spurs. Dressed as if strolling out of a nineteen-twenties Tom Mix Western. Trevor, the first to gather some semblance of composure, stumbled out an “I beg your pardon?”. Cuff and Link were; needless to say, mute on the