Reeves had come in about five minutes before the first fight. Two cowhands got into it over a saloon girl and almost went for their guns. Clint and Reeves didn’t make them change their minds, just their location. “You wanna kill each other?” Reeves ...
Her big breasts leaned to the sides, the areolas slightly elongated. He leaned down and took one nipple into his mouth, and then the other, sucked them both until they were hard. “Mmmm,” she said, “nice.” “Shhh,” he told her. “I’m paying you to fuck...
After riding out of town and circling back again, he and one of his men left their horses tied to a post two streets from the spot where they’d had words with Matt and then walked straight back to that same hotel. Ben walked with a confident stride and an easy smile on his face. He might have bee...
If Dunn and Sands were not waiting for him, they would be registered somewhere. If not a boardinghouse, then a hotel. But if, by now, they assumed Clint had not been killed, and they were expecting him, would they be hiding? Or would they position themselves where he could see them? &...
After Ellie saw her father leave the bedroom, she checked to make sure Clint was in one piece. Then she excused herself and joined her father in the large front room. “Keep your mouth shut about this,” Hank demanded. “The whole damn town don’t need to know our affairs.” “I will as long as you don...
They would either go to the small house she had at the north end of town, or to his hotel room. After leaving Rosa’s, he went to Cantina Carmelita. It was the biggest place in town to drink, and it offered various forms of gambling. Clint, in an attempt to distance himself...
Clint entered the building and presented himself at the oversized front desk. “Yes, sir, what can I do for you this fine day?” the granite-jawed, gray-haired sergeant asked. “I’d like to see the chief of police, please.” “Well, the chief is a very busy man, sir,” the sergeant said. “Maybe there’s...
Below them were three wranglers working with about a hundred head of cattle. They were probably driving them to a place where they would join with the majority of the herd. Sandusky intended for them never to get there. He sent half a dozen of his m...
Although shooting lessons had been a part of that, Clint’s intention had been to help Carl walk a little straighter. That was it, and that seemed like an awfully long time ago. Back then, Carl had been quiet and unassuming. Clint supposed he still was those things, but they didn’t fit him the sam...
Clint settled on a place that was closer to the river end of town and was lucky enough to rent the last room overlooking the water. He also got a real good view of the docks used for traders, but wasn’t about to complain. After all that walking around, Clint felt a hunger in his belly that quickl...
Clint said. “There was a ladder set up here.” Clint stood up. Near the base of the building were the marks of a ladder in the dirt. “So they took the shots from the roof of the hardware store?” Buck said. “Or they pulled the ladder up behind them and then used it to get on the roof of the hotel.”...
Since he’d already come this far, he decided to confirm his suspicion by accepting the drink he’d been given. Clint tossed it back, set the glass down, and waited for the fire to work itself all the way down to his belly. All the while, Leo watched as if he were witnessing...
Enough! I’m drowning in coffee.” “You ain’t never drowned in whiskey, Mike, so I doubt yer gonna drown in coffee,” Teddy Bennett said, but he put the pot down without pouring yet another cup. “Ooh,” Callum said, holding his head, “now I got a headache I ain’t even enjoyed gettin’.” “Never mind yo...
From there he headed due south. Heading for Colorado. He thought about stopping in Denver to see his friend Talbot Roper. Maybe he could get Roper to tag along and watch his back, but he’d already sent the man a telegram. If Roper was available, he’d meet Clint at that little border town, or send...
“We’re almost ready to get under way,” Dillon said, coming up next to him. “Where’ve you been?” “In my cabin.” “All this time?” “I had to unpack.” “All this time?” Clint looked at Dillon. “I like my cabin.” “That’s good to hear,” Dillon said. “When is this celebration supposed to take place?” Cli...
Then, since he was at the bar, he ordered coffee. If he was going to drink something warm, he preferred it to warm beer. “Would senor be looking for some company tonight?” the bartender asked him. Clint looked at the man grinning at him with a couple of gold teeth glinting in his mouth. He wonder...
“Ed,” he said, “hey. Have a seat. What can I do for you?” “Well . . .” “Come up, speak up, man,” the mayor said. “I’ve got things to do, you know.” “Yes, sir. We, uh, have a problem.” “With what?” &nbs...
Considering how big the chunk was that was hidden beneath all those rags, it wasn’t exactly an easy job.Clint tried moving it on his own with no luck.Next, he and Wes tried to move it. All that got them was a matching set of strained backs and sweaty foreheads.“Jesus,” Clint muttered as he straig...
“I’m looking for your boss.” “What’s it about, sir?” the younger man asked. “It’s a courtesy call,” Clint said. “My name is Clint Adams.” The deputy’s feet dropped to the floor and he stared at Clint. “If I was to guess, I’d say he was at Leo’s.” “What’s Leo’s?” “A small hotel at the far end of t...
After breakfast they simply walked north of town until they came to it. Actually, they smelled the camp before they saw it. Coffee and beans. As they entered the camp, Fiddler looked up at Dakota. “I been waitin’ for you,” he said. “Who’s your friend?” “Jack, this is Clint Adams.” Fiddler looked ...
It hadn’t taken much more pressure to put the man down, but Clint had made certain to wait until the man had stopped moving for a bit before letting go of his neck. Clint didn’t know exactly how much time he’d have until the guard woke up, but he figured he could at least stay put long enough to ...
Clint asked Cates. Because of everything that had happened in Prescott, this was the first time Clint had asked this question since arriving in Yuma. He didn’t want the population to immediately know who he was looking for. He was tired of being lied to every time he menti...
The Mexican, Jose Mendez—“Joe” to the other two—saw the rifle barrel sticking out the back. “We gonna let them get away with that?” Dee Cain asked. “No, we are not,” Mendez said. “Get my sombrero, Stretch.” Stretch Conroy knew Mendez asked him to get the hat because with his long reach, he’d be a...
Clint asked Chance.“Actually, we’ll camp at Beale Springs, and then start up to the mine from there tomorrow morning.”“What is Beale Springs like?” Markstein asked. “Is it a town?”“Used to be a settlement,” Chance said, “then a fort for a few years. There’s still water there, but that’s pretty mu...
Since there was barely a soul in the hallways anywhere near that room, Clint honestly didn’t expect anything else. And he didn’t expect one of the doors clear down at the other end of the hall to pop open after he’d only rattled the laundry’s door a few times. It was the Chinese lady who popped h...
He heard a thumping sound, and then two voices, both grunting and groaning with effort. He lifted his fist to knock, then hesitated. Finally, he turned and walked away. From the sound of it, Clint Adams was perfectly healthy, and probably happy. If anything, he wanted to keep Clint Adams happy. H...
Which wasn’t saying much, but at least it was a town. Riding down Main Street, he passed everything Harry Dial had told him was there. Two saloons, two hotels—unimaginatively called the Hotel Dexter and the Dexter Hotel—a few cafés, a bank . . . he even rode past the sheriff’s office. Eventually,...
When the door was opened to him by a middle-aged man, the visitor said, “I’m here to see him.” “Come this way.” He followed the middle-aged man down a long hall to an office, where he entered and sat in front of a desk. “What...
The members of the train had no idea that he’d been observing them since the day before. They went about their business calmly, readying their wagons for the push west. The killer’s eyes followed Sarah Talbot in particular, since she was the spawn of the killer’s sworn ene...
When they woke up and she started to crawl onto him with her big, naked, hot body, he slipped out from beneath her, falling onto the floor. “What are you doing on the floor?” she asked, looking down at him with an amused smile. “Oh no,” he said, “we’re done. I’m not going to let you get me starte...
Outside of town, to the north, they once again picked up the trail of the three-shoed horse. “Looks to me like it doesn’t belong to the fifth man,” Travis said. “Good, so that horse is still with the rest of them,” Clint said. &nbs...
He spotted Clint immediately and came over to the bar.“You’re not playing?” Morgan asked.“After our conversation, these games just didn’t seem to attract my interest.”The banker looked over at the tables, and the people playing at them, and said, “I don’t blame you.”“What’ll ya have, Mr. Morgan?”...
He’d spent more than enough years around firearms to know the difference between the feel of a loaded pistol and an empty one. He was confident the young gunman’s weapon was probably fully loaded, but he wasn’t about to bet his life on it. When he scrambled away from the shack, he took a quick lo...
“Look familiar?” Clint asked. “As a matter of fact,” Sonnet said, “it does.” They reined in their horses in front of the trading post. When they entered, they saw that it was a combination general store and saloon. There was one man behind the bar, ...
His fingers were like thick sausages, and when he took hold of the reins to Rosa’s horse, he clamped around the leather straps like a vise. “This little lady did all that?” Tom asked after Clint was finished explaining why he was handing Rosa into his custody. “She was the lookout for Franco Domi...
“I sure do thank you for the grub, Mr. Adams,” Red said. “Just call me Clint, Red.” “Okay, Clint.” “Where are you off to now, Red?” “I got business, Clint.” The boy pulled on a dirty cap. “I got business every day.” “Pickpocket business?” “That’s right.” “Aren’t you afraid of being arrested?” Red...