her.
Sandusky pressed the head of his penis against the whoreâs pussy and then shoved. The woman gasped, but the cry was muffled when Delilah pressed her mouth to the whoreâs lips and stuck her tongue in her mouth . . .
*Â Â Â *Â Â Â *
Baca moved across the room to stand next to Clint Adams. He was twenty-three years old and looked younger, but he commanded attention. He was best known for the âMiracle of the Jacal,â where he stood off a host of gunmen from inside a small building which was eventually decimated by gunfireâand came out without a scratch. And that was before he ever started wearing a badge.
âNice to see you,â Clint said.
âLater you can tell me what you are doing here,â Baca said, âother than looking for trouble.â
âYou know me,â Clint said, âI never go looking for trouble.â
They turned to face the nine men across the room from them.
âSeñores,â
Rodrigo Fuentes said, âit is our honor to be the men who kill
Señores
Clint Adams and Elfego Baca.â
âJesus Christ,â Clint muttered to Baca, âis he thanking us?â
âMy people are nothinâ if not polite,
señor
,â Baca said. âUnlike most gringos I have met.â
*Â Â Â *Â Â Â *
Siringo and Horn came out of another saloon and ran smack into three men who were about to go in.
âWell, well,â one of the men said, âlook whoâs here. What a coincidence.â
âExcuse meââ Siringo started before he realized they were looking at the three Monroe brothers.
âHello, Horn,â Josh Monroe said, âremember me and my brothers, Dal and Ed?â
âI remember,â Horn said. âNow get out of the way.â
âNot so fast,â Josh said. âWe got unfinished business.â
Siringo was busy wondering how the Monroe brothers had caught up with them. They were fairly certain they had not been tailed by anyone, yet here they were. A coincidence? He hated those as much as Clint did.
âLook,â Horn said, âweâre kinda busy now. Why donât you see me tomorrow?â
âTomorrow?â Josh asked. âOut here on the street?â
âSure,â Horn said, âyouâd much rather get killed in daylight, wouldnât you?â
âAnd whereâs your friend, the Gunsmith?â Josh asked. âYou sure you can handle the three of us without him to back your play?â
âI donât think weâll have a problem,â Horn said. âNow excuse us.â
Horn and Siringo walked around the three men and crossed the street to the other side.
âYou just agreed that we,â Siringo said, stressing the âwe,â âare gonna meet them in the street tomorrow.â
âSo what?â Horn asked. âWe can handle them, even without Clint.â
âAre you sure?â
âPositive,â Horn said. âNone if those brothers are gunhands.â
âAnd we got the sheriff watchinâ us close to make sure we donât kill anybody in his town,â Siringo pointed out.
âI didnât promise,â Horn said. âYou can stand aside if you like. I think I can take âem.â
âYeah, well, I canât afford to have you killed by three idiot brothers until after we find Sandusky,â Siringo said, âso I think Iâll just tag along.â
âSuit yourself,â Horn said. âLetâs hit another saloon.â
âLetâs see if we can find that other deputy,â Siringo said, âWalt.â
THIRTY-THREE
Clint and Baca stood fast in front of the bar, watching. Neither of them knew these men, but they knew who the leader was, so they were going to have to keep an eye on him. When he moved, everybody would move.
Rodrigo Fuentes went for his gun.
*Â Â Â *Â Â Â *
Sandusky was wearing the whore out when he
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