Jim Saddler 5 by Gene Curry

Author:Gene Curry [Curry, Gene]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: winchester rifle, colt 45, the wild west, steamy ebook, gene curry, adult western ebook, jim saddler
Publisher: Piccadilly Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

The bustle of the saloon went on as we went upstairs. The hallway, lined with narrow doors, was dark and quiet. It was a bright day outside, but here oil lamps threw only dim light in the hallway. All the doors were open but one. I figured that’s where the Rainey brothers were. I walked in front of the girl, ready to draw and fire, because there was no way to be sure these two-bit killers would follow the old man’s plan. One or the other might get brave, and then the killing would start.

Rita’s room was five doors down from the door they were watching from. It wasn’t locked, and we went in and closed the door. Once inside, we did a little playacting for the Raineys. I grabbed at Rita, and she giggled the way whores do. I sat on the bed, and it creaked. I dropped one heel on the floor, then followed it with the other. Then I eased myself off the bed without making much noise. I fixed up the bed with a jail dummy and moved over against the wall, the Colt cocked and ready in my hand. There would be no time for reloading. Three bullets apiece would have to get the job done.

Rita pulled on an imitation silk robe and said in a loud voice, “What you need, sir, is some good whiskey to put life in your bone.” That done, she opened the door and closed it with a bang. I heard her going downstairs in the quiet that followed.

They came in without using the door handle. The door was just a flimsy sheet of wood and one kick knocked it off its hinges. A sawed-off shotgun blasted the pillows covered by sheets on the bed. Two blasts, one right after the other, and the bed burst into flames. I blew a hole in the shotgunner’s head as the other shooter reached around him and opened up with a handgun. I had to give him four of my remaining bullets before he was driven back from the cover of his brother’s body and slammed against the far wall. In death they didn’t look much like twins. The one with the shattered face could have been a twin to anyone.

I stepped over them and went downstairs into the suddenly silent saloon. I reloaded and all the chambers in my Colt had live rounds in them again. I wasn’t looking for any more trouble, so I slid it into its holster. Everyone stared at me, but no one tried to stop me. Maybe some of them knew what had taken place. Maybe the Rainey brothers weren’t all that well-liked in town.

I went out after Rita and put her up on the horse in front of me. No bullets chased us as we rode out of town. Then we put distance between us and the town, and when we topped a rise the wagon train lay drowsing in the sun.

Halfway between the rise and the train a varnished buggy with a broken wheel stood by the side of the road.

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