Zombie Pimp by Lee J. Minter

Author:Lee J. Minter [Minter, Lee J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781732775398
Publisher: Top Circle Publishing
Published: 2019-05-13T22:00:00+00:00

MIDNIGHT RAIN

The torrential rainfall had now been coming down for several days now, as a posse of five bounty hunters with two prisoners rode their horses through the tumultuous weather to get to the town of Red Rock, New Mexico.

They had a bounty to collect of one-thousand dollars a head on the two alleged cattle rustlers and murdering thieves the Chantling brothers, Rickie, and Monroe from El Paso Texas.

The five men in the posse made up Charley, a rancher and farmer from Arizona, Sanders, a thief himself turn bounty hunter, Peck from Nebraska a former miner and Tito, and their leader Eli Boone both ex-soldiers in the Civil War (on the same side of course) and farmers themselves.

All men from different backgrounds but with one thing in common for sure they were all hardened cowboys and quick and handy with their pistols and had somehow come together to pursue one common interest - bounties.

This posse had been riding their horses for days now with no sign of rest when they stumble onto a small and desolate town outside of Amarillo Texas that wasn’t on the map a town named Solemn Creek.

Eli looked at the town’s welcome sign through a pair of small binoculars he kept in his saddle bag.

“Let’s get these horses dry, fed, rested and some grub in our bellies, and we can start up tomorrow,” said Eli.

“Sounds like a plan to me I am tired of riding wet balls in a saddle” replied Sanders, as he pulls back on the reins of his horse to settle him.

“Solemn Creek, what in the wurl kind of name is that for a town?” said Charley as he spits some of the tobacco he was chewing on the ground.

“Yeah it ain’t that inspirational is it?” Tito said.

One of the Chantling brothers starts laughing that was riding rope saddle and shotgun under the watchful eye of Eli’s men.

“What’s so damn funny?” said Charley.

“I be damn I ain’t never heard a nigga be so ambidextrous with the white man’s language, have you, Ricky?” Monroe said.

“Can’t say I have,” said Rickie with a tobacco stain and missing teeth grin.

“You do know what that word ambidextrous mean don’t you boy?” said Monroe, taunting Tito.

Tito rode his horse over to Monroe and put his shotgun underneath the rustler’s chin and unsheathed his blade from his scabbard strap around his leg and stuck it in Monroe’s gut.

“Blow your cracker brains out while gutting you at the same time?”

Fear formed in Monroe’s eyes as he looked into Tito’s and seen that this was a man highly capable of doing just what he said he would do and no doubt with no or little remorse.

Monroe broke into a smile.

“Why’s I believe you got it, no need for unnecessary violence,” he said.

“Well you keep flapping those cracker gums boy, and I am gone’s to blow out your cracker brains, do you understand?” Tito said.

“Compren’da amigo,” Monroe said.

“You kill my brother you’re going to have to kill me too boy,” said Rickie.

Tito turns around and looks at Rickie.

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