Open Range Fury by George Arthur

Author:George Arthur [Bedford, Paul]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Robert Hale
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Set-tainte’s cruel features displayed both calculation and cunning as he watched the hated Mexican soldados ride off to the northwest. He had quite deliberately spared them, despite protests from some of the warriors assembled behind him, because where there were two, so there could very likely be others. Far better to let them learn lessons from the dead, and ride off in peace. That way, he and his followers could loot and pillage softer targets. Like the pitiful residents of the old adobe mission. That settlement promised prisoners aplenty for torture and trade.

Unconsciously he shifted the heavy weight of the captured volleygun across his left thigh. He was aware that possession of such a weapon had added greatly to his prestige, because no one in the war party had ever seen anything remotely like it before. After recovering the Nock from near the wreckage of the massive white man’s body, Set-tainte had spent a great deal of time reloading it. The lengthy task had been far from easy, because apart from anything else he could only guess at how much powder to tip down each barrel. He was even prepared to tolerate the antique flintlock mechanism. But now, after carrying it for many miles, he was beginning to wish wholeheartedly that he had left it at their base camp, or even traded it to one of the many warriors who unwittingly admired it. One thing was for sure, though: before he did dispose of it, he would use it against the enemies of his people. And being Comanches, that included pretty much everyone else in the human race!

There was one other thing niggling the war chief, and that was the fact that one of the men accompanying the laden donkey had escaped to spread the alarm. In itself, that wasn’t cause for concern, but Set-tainte had seen the condition of the original butchered corpse, and it had given him pause. Who was he? Why had he needed to die, and why go to so much trouble disposing of him? Such brutal handiwork was not likely to be the product of a simple peon. Whoever had done that was a born killer, just like the Comanches themselves!

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