Outlaw Dalton by Ed Law

Author:Ed Law
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Culbin Press
Published: 2024-07-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

“I know you don’t trust Marshal Latimer, but there’s no need to do that,” Wenlock spluttered as Hacket walked toward him and Proctor advanced on Dalton. “He’ll make sure we face proper justice.”

“This has got nothing to do with my disagreements with the marshal,” Quantrill said. “I’m no longer letting people cross me. You’ll get justice here today and when I catch them, your associates will get the same.”

“We took something that had no value and we only did that because you—”

“You went against me and helped the no-good Rafferty brothers. Then you skulked away instead of staying to help me find them.”

Both Hacket and Proctor stopped, suggesting that Quantrill had given his order to lynch them to frighten them into revealing the brothers’ whereabouts. Wenlock appeared to pick up on this as he spread his hands.

“They said they planned to hole up here and fight you off when you came looking for them. As they’ve clearly moved on, we don’t know where they are now.”

Quantrill gave a slight shake of the head. “That’s not good enough.”

Hacket and Proctor moved closer, but before Hacket could lay a hand on Wenlock, Wenlock’s mouth fell open in shock and his eyes glazed. With a groan of despair, he dropped to his knees and keeled over sideways as he appeared to pass out.

Hacket jerked forward and he caught him before he hit the ground while Proctor and Quantrill both murmured in surprise at his reaction. With nobody paying him any attention, Dalton reckoned this would be his only chance to fight back.

He broke into a run toward Proctor, who turned to him, but as he was holding an armful of rope he was unable to defend himself and Dalton plowed into him. Dalton shoved him backward for several paces until Proctor slipped and went to one knee.

Dalton bundled him over and tried to seize Proctor’s gun. The rope that had impeded Proctor also impeded him and he couldn’t find a way through the coils. In desperation, he picked up a pile of the rope and launched it at Quantrill.

The rope splayed out, but several coils still slapped Quantrill in the chest making him stumble. Proctor started to rise up, but Dalton swung around while kicking out and the toe of his boot crunched into his opponent’s chin making him crash back down on his back and roll over twice.

Dalton then espied his own discarded gun lying a few yards away so he took a long pace toward it and threw himself on to his front. He slid along and gathered up the six-shooter while still moving forward.

Then he scrambled around to face his opponents. Proctor was lying pole-axed and Quantrill was still floundering as he tried to free himself from the rope. Hacket was holding up Wenlock’s limp form and he moved to turn his six-shooter on him, but Dalton snapped up his gun arm and took aim at him first. He shook his head.

“Drop that gun,” he said.

“I’ll do anything you ask,” Hacket said.

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