Heyes strode up to doorless opening of the still serviceable barn and peered inside. Curry had apparently had been busy. Old musty straw had been piled up along one side of the structure. A bale had been thrown down from the loft and broken apart, the dryer and cleaner straw was strewn around the floor of where the stalls had once been. Kid had secured the four horses and was tending to their needs. Heyes glanced back towards the cabin, which was being made habitable for the night by the Bhatts and prepared to talk sense into his partner.