Dress is that of a typical businessman but can go casual when necessary or when he is not working in the hotel or on hotel business.
He is clean-shaven. Light tan complexion due to his horse riding activities.
Weight: 170 pounds
Traits & Characteristics
Easy Going; Intelligent; Callousness; Practical; Humble; Loyal and supportive
Can be adventurous but is sensible when taking risks. He gets all the facts and information needed before making a decision (investigative nature). He also learns a lot from just being quiet, watching and listening to what is going and only steps in when he sees the need to or someone is in danger/trouble. Matt is courteous and respectful to most people. Is a bit of a ladies' man.
He believes in justice and doesn't like those who take advantage of those in less fortunate circumstances.
Even though he has been married, he has never been in love - a fact he realised soon after his marriage to Louisa, when he found out that she was not what she claimed she was. From this experience he has learnt to be more cautious where is heart is concerned and not to be easily taken in by a woman who pushes all the right buttons (for him) and/or uses her charms to get what she wants.
Negative traits are that he can be intolerant and callous at times (depending on the situation and person). Due to the nature of his work and his past he has learnt to hide his true emotions when needed.
Belle-St. Regis Hotel
Position: Owner/Manager Details: Improving or implementing services. Generally, running a profitable business and keeping the 5-star rating. He likes to arrive unannounced so that he can see how things really are.
Approachable; efficient; open-minded; calm.
Can hold his own in a fist fight. He is a good shot but not a fast gun.
Hobbies & Interests
Reading; horse riding (exploring his surroundings)
Aliases / Nicknames
Belle-St. Regis Hotel, Kalispell
Kith & Kin
| FAMILY |
Spouse / Partner
Louisa - died April 1865 (married in 1863). Louisa married Matt for the Wentworth name and money. She continued her lifestyle, which was easy as Matt was away at the war. She had many lovers before and after her marriage. She was killed by the wife of one her lovers.
Charles Wentworth (an influential person in political and social circles in Washington D.C. i.e. the man behind the scenes pulling the strings). Hopes one day to have a son who will enter politics so that he gain more influence.
Michael Robert Wentworth (born 1843)
Samuel Martin Wentworth (born 1845)
Charles Albert Wentworth Jr. (born 1855)
Mary Wentworth Barlow (born 1850)
Name(S) and brief details if pertinent (aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, etc.).
In the process of getting to know new ones.
January 1840 - September 1858: Born the eldest of five children to Charles and Rebecca Wentworth. His father worked as aide to a number of senators and is considered an important man to know if you want to get ahead in Washington. His childhood was uneventful. Matt's father wanted him to go to Yale to become a lawyer and as dutiful son he did so.
September 1858 - May 1861: Attended Yale Law School (did not graduate in an act of defiance against his father). He knew after the first semester of law school that this is not what he wanted to do. After living a secluded life in Washington, college had opened his eyes to other possibilities. He tried on numerous occasions to convince his father to let him travel so that he could work out what he wanted from life but his father was adamant that he stay in school.
May 1861 - August 1865: Seeing an opportunity to get out and see the world, he left school to join the US Army to fight in The Civil War. Due to his college education, he become a junior Lieutenant, later a Captain. It was also during this time that he started developing an interest in investing and buying land and hotels.
September 1863 - April 1865: Married to Louisa, who was killed by the wife of one of her lovers. The marriage was over long before the time of her death, which occurred while he was at the Battle of Appomattox Station.
August 1865: Joined the newly formed Secret Service (Treasury Department) in combating counterfeit U.S. currency. Later, he became involved in investigating federal crimes. He now uses his business interests as means of gaining access to those who have come under suspicion in order to gather evidence to convict them.
Present 1875: Has been sent to Kalispell to keep a watch (as well as being a contact for other operatives that may be in the area) and gather any evidence to convict those who may be behind a number of suspicious activities in the area over the years. Buying the hotel presented a golden opportunity to get into the town and the community.
Place of Birth: Washington D.C.
Yale Law School (3 years) - quit and joined the US Army at the start of the Civil War.
Matt had just finished talking to one of his guests out front, when he saw three men riding in from the south. Immediately recognising them, he walked forward to the top of the stairs and waited for them to stop.
Mike was the first one to see Matt, since his other two brothers were still trailing back a little taking in the town and its scenery. Getting off his horse, he walked up the few stairs and gave his brother a hug.
Taking a step back to look at his brother, Matt grinned, "Well, I see you've gained a couple of extra pounds since I last saw you. Must be all that easy living since you became a ranch foreman."
Mike smiled, "And I see that life as a stuffed shirt has done likewise to you."
"Well, if you ask me, I think you both need to lay off the good stuff for a while."
Matt turned to see who had spoken and smiled, "And I suppose you young Charles will make sure we do."
Charlie nodded, "You bet I will."
"And I'll make doubly sure," Sam commented as he got off his horse.
Matt went down the stairs and greeted his other two brothers in the same way he had greeted Mike. It was good to see his family again and he hoped it would be a long time before they parted ways again. The job of keeping an eye on the Steelgraves would take a while but after that he didn't know what would happen. Until then, he would enjoy what time he had with his family.
Looking at his three brothers, he smiled, "I expected you a few days ago but I'm glad you finally made it."
Glancing over to Sam, Charlie heaved a heavy sigh. "We would have if hadn't been for ole brother Sam and that woman he met in Helena."
Sam put up hands in a stopping motion, "Hey, don't blame me. How was I to know that she was engaged to the town's banker?"
"You could have taken the time to find out," Mike answered.
Matt frowned, "Let me guess, it's a long story."
"It sure is and I think I need a drink before I tell it."
"I think we all need a drink, " Mike turned to Matt, "Shall we?"
Waving his hand in the direction of the front door of the hotel, Matt smiled, "If you would like to follow me, I'm sure the owner won't mind giving out a few drinks on the house."
The other three voiced their approval and followed Matt into the hotel.
"I'm glad that you are pleased with our service. At the Belle we always endeavour to make sure our guests have an enjoyable visit."
"And a good day to you as well. I hope that you are able to find the doctor."
As he watched Leah leave, Matt wondered why she wanted to see the doctor. She certainly didn't look like she was sick or had any visible injuries. Whatever it was, he hoped the doctor had heard enough about Leah to not fall for her charms. If the doctor hadn't, then Matt suspected that doctor would be in need of medical attention at some future point. As long as he was useful to Leah, he would be fine.
Turning back to pick up the letter he had been reading, he noticed that Simpson was still watching Leah leave. Clearing his throat, to get Simpson's attention, who at the sound, smiled meekly. Walter shrugged his shoulders and went back to sorting the day's mail which made Matt shake his head and laugh a little.
Matt smiled at Leah partly because he was amused at how she presented herself. He had seen Leah's type so many times and even married one once, that women like her and the way they used their assets was so phony that he had to smile. Sometimes he felt like laughing but this was not the time. The last thing he wanted to do was to get on the wrong side of any of the Steelgraves.
His smile was therefore mostly the charming smile he usually put on for all his guests. He would let Leah try her hardest. Maybe every now and then he would respond but only enough to make her think that she was succeeding. Keeping Leah happy whenever she stayed here was important to his mission.
Looking over at his desk clerk, Walter Simpson, he could see that man liked what he was seeing. Hopefully, the man had the sense to know that Leah would only be interested in him only if she wanted something from him. Putting down the letter he had been reading, he greeted Leah, "Good morning, Miss Steelgrave."
Pausing for a moment, he continued, "I'm sorry, but as far as I know, Dr. Danforth should be in his office unless he is out on some sort of emergency. If by chance he shows up here or if I see him in town, would you like me to mention that you're looking for him?"
With: Mike, Sam and Charlie Wentworth Location: Belle-St Regis Hotel When: Friday 10 September 1875 Time of Day: Mid-Afternoon
After gazing up and down the street, Matt settled back down in the chair he had been occupying on and off for most of the day. There was still no sign of them, and he wondered if Mike had under-estimated their time of arrival.
Pulling out his pocket watch, he noted that it getting towards the time he would have to be checking on tonight's menu for the restaurant. Friday and Saturday nights were proving to be busiest times and he wanted to make everything was up to standard. Even though he trusted his staff, he just felt better knowing that things were taken care of. In business, he had always had a hands-on approach.
When Mike had sent word of his, Sam's and Charlie impending arrival, Matt had been initially angry. Having his brothers around would make things a bit more difficult in his other line of work. He would have to make sure he warned his brothers to steer well clear of the Steelgraves, especially Leah, and anyone who worked for them.
Thinking over his initial reaction to the news that all three brothers were headed to Kalispell, Matt smiled. In the end it didn't really surprise him that Charlie had followed them instead caving into their father's wishes. After Mike had make the break, he knew it would only be a matter of time before Sam and Charlie did so too. Charlie just did it earlier than he expected him to do.
If Matt was to be perfectly honest with himself, then he was glad that his brothers were coming. It would be the first time in years that all four of them would be together in the one place. Hopefully, they would all be able to find jobs nearby so he could see them on a regular basis. He suddenly remembered that Shade Thornton was looking for some help over at the Lost Lake Ranch. Maybe it would be worthwhile sending them over to find out after they had rested a bit.
The noise of the hotel's front door opening pulled him out his thoughts. It was one guests, who sat down in the one of the other chairs out front. Seeing this an opportunity to do something while he waited for brothers, he began to engage the man in a conversation.
"Why was she in town?" was the question Matt was thinking when he saw Leah and her entourage walking to up to the front desk. He was in the lounge, that was situated nearby, talking with one of the guests who was staying in the hotel when he became aware of her presence. He hadn't been facing the entrance but knew something was up when the man, who was in town for business, had suddenly become distracted.
Seeing that the man was intrigued, Matt toyed with the idea of telling the man to steer clear but decided not to. It wasn't his job to warn everybody who came to town about the Steelgraves. Besides, if Leah wanted to get to know the man better then nothing he had to say would make a difference and if she didn't, then she would stop him cold in his tracks.
As he watched Simpson take care of the registrations, he decided that he didn't want to talk to her at this time. Whatever she was here for would be made clear soon enough. The Steelgraves didn't waste time unless they had a reason too. They liked to strike while the iron was hot, hunting their prey with precision.
After making his excuses to the man, he headed towards the bar.
Matt watched for a moment as both the deputy and Quentin left before continuing on his way back to the hotel. The deputy seemed to be taken a little aback by his invitation and he wasn't quite sure what it meant. A lady as pretty as the deputy was bound to receive plenty offers. He didn't mind that she dressed in men's clothes as he was quite used to it. Some of the female agents he had worked with in the past had thought that wearing trousers was more practical for certain work and he didn't doubt the deputy felt the same.
Perhaps men around here weren't used to a woman dressing the same as they did. Whatever it was it was of no consequence. Part of his plan was to get to know the law better, so he could determine what side of the fence they were on the feud between the Steelgraves and the Thorntons. What a lawman did in public could differ greatly to what they did in private. Besides, if all deputies were like Deputy Cory, then it would be more a pleasure than a chore.
As for Quentin, he hadn't had enough time to work out his character. The man seemed to be okay, but he needed to know more. However, finally being introduced to someone connected to the Lost Lake Ranch had now given him an opportunity to get to know the people there more. The hotel needed beef for the restaurant and as the new owner, it was a good excuse to go and visit them one day to offer to buy some or maybe even negotiate a contract.
Upon reaching, the hotel Matt took another look up and down the street before entering and heading back to work.
Toby was taken aback by her question. Why was it that grown-ups never believed him? Maybe it was 'cause he was only seven years old and they probably thought that he was still a baby. Maybe if he got a job liked Weedy did then they would listen to him.
Not knowing quite what to do next, he looked at the two men standing there. He knew the one from the Lost Lake Ranch and the other was the stranger who he had seen hanging around the hotel over the last few days. They seemed to be okay fellas and they both probably knew a thing or two about bears. Returning his gaze to the deputy, he nodded. "Sure enough. Weedy said that it had to be a biggun to kill a horse like that."
Quentin smiled. "I believe you, Toby, and you and your friend are both right...It's a biggun..." Quentin fished a hand around in a pocket and came out with some coins and handed them to the boy. "Good information should be rewarded. If you see or hear about anything else the deputy should know about the bear, you be sure and tell her right away, got it?"
The boy nodded and raced off to join his friends and share his unexpected bounty. Hannah grinned, "You just made a new best friend," she said to Quentin. Her stomach chose that moment to rumble quietly and the deputy blushed. "If you gentlemen will excuse me - I missed breakfast and lunch. I'm going to head over to the cafe for a bite to eat." Hannah stumbled a bit over the words. She was not exactly adept at the social niceties. No doubt both men were used to ladies with a more refined set of manners. "Uh...you're welcome to join me, of course." Hannah sighed inwardly. No doubt her father was right about why she did not have many (any) gentlemen callers.
After briefly watching young Toby run off, Matt turned his attention to Hannah and smiled. "As much as I would like to join you, I was just returning from having lunch with Pastor Evans and his wife." His voice took on a light-hearted manner, "I'm afraid Mrs. Evans might have thought I was a bit on the thin side and fed me enough food to feed a small army."
He paused for a moment before continuing, "However, Deputy Cory, I would like to take you up on the offer of lunch on another day...at your convenience."
Hannah felt herself blink at Mr. Wentworth's words. It was unexpected. Most people preferred to avoid spending much time with local law enforcement and men never asked her to lunch. Well alright! So, technically she had done the asking because she was not sure of the niceties for telling the men that she needed to move on. Hannah took a deep breath and decided she was going to have to find someone to talk to about how a lady should behave in such situations. "I-I would enjoy that, Mr. Wentworth." She stepped backward, preparing to go around the men and head for the cafe at the White Rose.
Before leaving, Hannah gave Quentin a long stare, "You and Shade are taking precautions at the ranch, right? Reports say that bear seems like it could be dangerous to people too. Wouldn't want anyone hurt, especially the twins."
Quentin nodded and smiled as he glanced between the two. "Most definitely, Deputy Cory. I have all the hands on the lookout and no one is allowed to go off on their own..." He coughed lightly and then extended a hand to the stranger. "Mr. Wentworth, a pleasure...Deputy..." Quentin tipped his head a bit and raised a hand to lightly tug the front of his hat before he turned and headed off down the sidewalk.
Matt smiled at Hannah. It was not often that he would meet a woman doing a man's job. He had come across a few in his line of work, so he wasn't surprised or shocked. He had already heard about her from a few people, so it was good to finally meet her. It didn't matter to him what she did for a living but that she deserved to be treated like a lady. He tipped his hat and said, "A pleasure ma'am. The name's Matt Wentworth."
He glanced in the direction towards the riders, "Let's hope that they behave themselves. I'm sure Miss Devereau won't appreciate any rough housing during her first week as the owner." Turning his attention back to Hannah, he half-smiled, "If the truth be told I would rather have them wreck the saloon than the bar in the hotel."
A shout from across the street bought Matt out his reverie. He could see a bunch of cowboys riding their horse at breakneck speed but before he could work out what was going on, two people landed in heap a few feet in front of him. Running up to offer assistance, he could see one was a small child and the other was an adult, quite possibly a woman judging by the mass of hair cascading around her head and shoulders.
By the time he had reached the pair, the child, although a bit dazed was already in the process of getting up. He knelt down and helped the boy get up the rest of the way. Asking the boy if he was okay, the body nodded. Satisfied with the response, Matt turned his attention to the woman. "And ma'am, how about you?"
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