Destiny of the Mountain Man by William W. Johnstone

Author:William W. Johnstone [Johnstone, William W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Westerns
ISBN: 9780786016280
Google: BWG37OATmAUC
Publisher: Pinnacle Books
Published: 2005-01-15T06:00:00+00:00

In an area that Captain King called the Vetadero Meadows, one of his cowboys, Juan Arino, saw some riders moving several cattle to the south. Thinking that Ramon might have sent some men to help with the roundup, he sighed and shook his head. Whoever they were, they were undoing the work that Juan and his friends had spent the last few days doing. The cattle were supposed to be driven north, not south. What was wrong with these people?

Juan started riding toward them to see who they were, and to tell them that they were making a mistake.

He called out to them.

“Amigos. Usted está cometiendo un error. Usted debe ir con los ganado vacuno al norte! “

He yelled as loudly as he could, but his voice sounded thin in the hot wind that was blowing across the prairie. He urged his horse into a faster lope.

As he drew closer to the riders, he realized that he did not recognize any of them. These weren’t Santa Gertrudis riders. Who were they, and what were they doing here on Captain King’s land? Suddenly Juan had a bad feeling about this, and pulled his horse to a halt.

These men weren’t making a mistake. They knew exactly what they were doing. They were rustling cattle!

Juan didn’t know whether to stay and watch for a while longer, to see if he could determine where they were going with the cattle . . . or if he should get back to the others and tell them what was happening.

The decision was taken away from him when he heard the angry buzz of a bullet frying past his ear. Looking around, he saw a man, on a horse, holding a rifle to his shoulder. A white puff of smoke billowed from the end of the rifle and he watched, almost as if detached, as the shooter rocked back in his saddle from the recoil of the rifle, all in perfect silence.

“Uhnh!” he gasped as he felt the bullet go deep into his chest. It wasn’t until then, as he was already tumbling from his horse, that he heard the sound of the rifle.

“Son of a bitch,” Preston said, laughing, as he slid his rifle back into the saddle sheath. “Did you folks see that shot? Hell, it had to be five hundred yards at least.”

Brandt rode up then. “Manning, you and Waco ride down there to where he came from and make sure there’s nobody else coming,” he ordered. “We’ve got two or three thousand dollars on the hoof here and I wouldn’t want anything to happen that would keep us from collecting.”

“All right, Major,” Manning said. “Come on, Waco.” The two men rode at least three miles before they came upon a cow camp. There were three men sitting around a fire. When they heard Waco and Manning approaching, they stood and faced them.

“Quien es usted? “ one of them asked. “Dónde serJuan? “

“Speak English,” Waco said as he swung down from his horse to face the three men.

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