The Devil’s Laughter: A Lou Prophet Novel (2012) - Plot & Excerpts
Sugar said as she rode along beside Louisa, in the middle of the pack of Rurales, outlaws, and bounty hunters making its way up the canyon. “I should have killed you instead of drugged you. Cut your throat while you slept.” “Why didn’t you?” Sugar stared straight ahead but now, as before, when Louisa had infiltrated the gang and ridden as one of them for nearly two weeks, she felt as though the woman were staring straight into her soul. Sugar lifted her hat and ran a hand through her thick red hair, jostling the several beaded braids. “Not quite sure. I guess I was sentimental, thought maybe I saw something of myself in you. Felt as though we were sisters, or something crazy like that.” “We’re probably more alike than I’d like to believe,” Louisa said, hearing Lazzaro groan atop his horse that Sugar was trailing by its bridle reins. The outlaw leader was hunkered low and swilling whiskey with one hand while keeping a hand over the wound that had opened up during the Indian attack and was bleeding down over his double cartridge belts, thigh, and stirrup fender.
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