He's riding a pacing horse and that ain't a good sign. If they went in, it was usually for church, but they seldom made the trip. He seemed to be taking the horses through the roughest country he could find, but he never slackened his pace. They're hoping to tempt me to waste ammunition.
He heard Gus sigh and looked up to see him wiping his eyes with a bandana. Why interrupt it for a death that couldn't be helped? And yet death was not something you could ignore. He was the worst man she had ever known, worse even than Ermoke and the Kiowas, though they were bad enough. Blue Duck killed his crew.
Join the newsletter to receive news, updates, new products and freebies in your inbox.