William W. Johnstone by The Last Gunfighter 21 - Winter Kill

Author:The Last Gunfighter 21 - Winter Kill
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781599507897
Publisher: GraphicAudio
Published: 2011-06-01T05:00:00+00:00

With Stormy and Goldy, they now had almost enough horses for everybody. Some of the young women could ride double. They saddled the mounts and led them back to the beach where the bodies of Neville and the other three cheechakos still lay. In the morning, they wrapped those bodies in blankets brought from the cabins, carried them into the woods, and buried them in graves that Frank and Conway dug with shovels they also found at the outlaw camp.

Frank had collected the gang’s guns and ammunition as well, along with all the supplies he found. It felt good to have a fine Colt .45 riding in his holster again. The gun was nearly new, so he figured the man he’d taken it from had either bought it or more likely stolen it recently.

They were a well-equipped group now, especially for the short journey to Skagway that they faced. Frank surprised his companions by taking Bart Jennings with them. He had thought it over, and he couldn’t leave the blinded man to wander around in the woods alone. That was a sure death sentence. He had bathed Jennings’s scorched eyes with fresh water, then tied a rag around the man’s head to cover them and protect them from further injury.

“You got a friend for life if you want one, mister,” Jennings declared fervently. “I never should’ve fell in with that bad bunch to start with. The way I see it, you could’ve killed me and you didn’t, so I owe you my life.”

Later, Conway told Frank in a quiet voice, “I wouldn’t trust him if I was you, Frank. Once an outlaw, always an outlaw.”

Frank wasn’t sure that was always completely true. He had known some badmen who had reformed and walked the straight and narrow. He himself was considered a badman by some, simply because of his reputation as a fast gun. But he planned to keep a close eye on Jennings anyway. It never hurt to be careful. Because of that, he had Jennings double up with him on Stormy.

They rode up the beach, the young women using the outlaws’ saddles, and it was a lot easier and faster than trudging along on foot. As the miles fell behind them, the hills on the other side of the water drew closer. The inlet was getting narrower. Skagway was at the end of it, Frank recalled from Captain Hoffman’s maps.

The sky was still thickly overcast, with a cold wind blowing from the north. Jennings licked his lips as he rode in front of Frank on Stormy. He said, “There’s snow comin’. I can taste it.”

“We’ll be in Skagway before it gets here,” Frank said. He had spotted several columns of white smoke rising against the gray clouds and knew they came from the settlement.

A short time later, Conway let out a whoop as he spotted the buildings. “There it is!” he said, tightening his arm around Jessica’s waist as she rode in front of him. “We made it, by

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