Rider in the Rain (A Scott Siegel Classic Western) by Scott Siegel

Author:Scott Siegel
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: action hero, the old west, colt 45, western ebooks, piccadilly publishing, wild west fiction, scott siegel
Publisher: Piccadilly

Chapter Twelve

“Harris!” Wassin had called just after leaving the Double C, “When we draw up in front of the Five Fingers, I want you to do all the talkin’. You speak up loud and clear. Tell those folks we want Sam Lacey—that we won’t hurt him. Tell ’em he’ll be safe so long as William Cliffords is alive. If Lacey won’t turn himself over to us, we’ll blow their place to pieces, and end up killin’ him and the rest of ’em anyway. You tell ’em that and tell ’em good!”

Lou Harris beamed. “You tellin’ me I’m leadin’ this outfit? That I’m talkin’ for the whole lot of us, Mr. Wassin?” he asked excitedly.

“That’s what I’m tellin’ you, Lou,” Wassin answered with a not so genuine smile on his face.

“You’ll see I’m good at this bossin’ business. I surely do know how to throw a scare into people. You’ll see.”

“I know you’ll do a good job,” Wassin patronized. And in a condescending tone that he was unable to conceal—and that Harris was unable to understand—Wassin gave his dupe further instructions. “If Sam Lacey won’t come out, light a stick of dynamite and throw it at the front door of their barn. If he still won’t come out, throw a second stick down their well. Then a third stick you can toss up to the roof of their house. And don’t worry about anybody shootin’ you from inside the house. Me and the other boys will keep you covered.”

“I ain’t worried, Mr. Wassin. And thanks for givin’ me a chance to prove how good I am.”

“Anytime, Lou ... anytime,” Wassin said, barely hiding the contempt he felt for this forlorn fool.

There was no sign of any Five Fingers people in the quiet canyon. The eight invading riders, all bunched together except for Wassin, who was off to their western side, drew closer to the ranch house. Then, when they were but fifty feet from the front door, Thaddeus Clark’s voice rang out, “That’s far enough!”

Only Lou Harris the man in charge, had little fear. He continued to come on toward the house. Rusty Howell, from an upstairs window fired a shot through Harris’ hat. That stopped his forward movement, but not his mouth.

“Listen to me!” Lou Harris yelled. “We’re here for Sam Lacey. If he comes out peaceable-like, no harm will come to him, or to any of the rest of you. You have my word on that. But if he don’t come out, they’ll be hell to pay. You’ll do the payin’ and we’ll do the bookkeepin’.” Lou grinned—he liked the way the words were rolling off his tongue. “Are you comin’ out Lacey, or are you gonna force us to kill your friends?”

After a short pause Harris snorted, “I don’t see you, Lacey?” The fact was, though, he really didn’t want to see him. If Lacey and the Five Fingers capitulated too quickly, he would just become Cliffords’ messenger-boy once again.

Inside the ranch house, Sam Lacey felt his blood pumping wildly.

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