Chapter 104

The kid shifted again in the saddle, and Salida picked up on the almost unnoticeable signal. She wheeled around on her hind legs, which gave the kid the opportunity to turn his gun on Ezra and fire once more.

The bullet hit him in the gut, and George felt a sense of savage satisfaction. It wasn’t an easy way to die, and it took a long time.

They’d sat around the campfire one night after the little ones had been put to bed in the wagons, and Steve had spun a tale of how a quarrel on one of the wagon trains he’d led resulted in a gunfight and a man being gutshot.

At the time, George’d had the feeling Steve had been the one doing the shooting, even though he’d denied it.

Ezra stared at the kid in shock. “Goddammit, what’d you have to go and shoot me for?” He had the nerve to look insulted. And then he toppled off the gray stallion.

The whole thing was over in a matter of seconds.