Back in town, the sheriff asked, “What’ll you do now, Tex?”
The leader laughed — a dry, ugly sound. “Five against one.” Back in town, the sheriff asked, “What’ll you
He was tracking a ghost: El Cuervo, a renegade who had burned three homesteads and left a trail of crosses instead of graves. Back in town
At dusk, Tex found the Mesa del Diablo. And waiting for him there, silhouetted against the firelight, were five riders. the sheriff asked