Six Gun Justice by David Cross

Author:David Cross [Cross, David]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3, epub
Tags: Westerns, Action & Adventure
Amazon: B00FK13416
Goodreads: 19091967
Publisher: David Cross
Published: 2013-09-28T12:00:00+00:00

He left the next morning for Strawberry, leaving a quiet and brooding Sarah behind. He was half way to the settlement, when a shot sent his hat sailing. He dove from the saddle, pulling the Spencer from its boot as he left the appaloosa, and rolled to the nearest tree. He scanned the pines for any sign of his attacker, but saw no one.

He lay behind the large pine, searching for some movement. A little more than a hundred yards away, he finally spotted a slight movement from the branches of a manzanita. He kept his eyes glued to that spot, waiting for his adversary to show himself. After a good ten minutes, he grew restless, and placed a shell in the breach of the Spencer. Pulling it to his shoulder, he peered across the sight, adjusted the rear sight to where he wanted it, and shot into the middle of the Manzanita bush. Small branches flew from it, and a yelp of pain.

He smiled, knowing he had scored a hit. His enemy had picked a sorry bulwark to set his ambush, and now he was in a world of hurt. He wasn’t sure what part of the man the bullet from the big Spencer had hit, but any place would cause a great amount of pain, and damage.

“Hold it mister! You done blowed my leg near off with that buffalo gun! Don’t shoot. I’m coming out, a voice yelled from the manzanita.

“Throw out your rifle and hand gun first, or the next round will take another toll,” Jake yelled back.

He watched as the rifle sailed from the ambusher’s position, followed by a pistol. He stood cautiously beside the pine, the rifle re-loaded and ready for action, jus in case the attacker had another gun, watching as the man crawled from his hiding place, dragging a bloody, mangled leg behind him. He had tied off the leg above the wound with his neckerchief, but he was sill losing a lost of blood, and Jake knew he would not last long with only the little help he could give him. All he could do would be to make the man as comfortable as possible and wait for the end.

“You got a mean looking wound there, hombre,” Jake said, as he walked up to the man.

“Yeah! I can’t seem to stop the bleeding!” he said in fear. “You got to help me Killman. You’re the only one can get me to Strawberry. The vet there will fix me up!” His last words were almost in panic, as he tried to tighten the tourniquet around his upper thigh.

Jake realized it was the man he had let walk away from the saloon. He also knew that he only had minutes to live. There was nothing he could do, even if he was so inclined. He stooped close to the man, and asked, “Why didn’t you leave when you had the chance?”

“You know I couldn’t do that. No man can ever say Rance Waite ran from a fight, or left a job undone.

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