A bold, desperate stroke to end a bloody Apache uprising and save a territory. Dusty’s plan was simple, very simple. It would work, given luck and the folk at Baptist’s Hollow doing the right thing. The party would pull out after dark, the Ysabel Kid having scouted to make sure no Apache was watching them. Then they would travel through the night towards the town, the horses would be rested then and make good time. At dawn, when Lobo Colorado and his men were attacking Baptist’s Hollow, Dusty’s bunch would fall on them from the rear. In the unlikely event that only a relatively small bunch of Apaches were involved, the surprise attack would scatter and break them. There was little chance of being so few that Dusty could drive them off. Lobo Colorado would see to that. His men were bunched in number, enough to make sure they could take the town. So Dusty hoped his attack would smash through and allow them to make the church. Looking at the men who would accompany him on this desperate venture, Dusty felt satisfied he’d got the best possible for his plan.
