[Edge] 63 The Deputy by George G. Gilman

Author:George G. Gilman
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-03-03T08:00:00+00:00

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‘You want to go and get that loose mount the Mexican don’t have any more need of, honey?’ the moustached man instructed without shifting his gaze or the aim of his Colt away from North.

Isabella had attempted for a moment to appear joyous when she watched Rodriges go down. Then she seemed sick to her stomach while she stared in horror at his inert form sprawled on the ground. Now she pressed a hand over her mouth, perhaps to hold back the nausea that threatened her phoney composure before she whirled and hurried away to capture the dead man’s gelding that had nervously halted some fifty yards away.

‘My name’s Bryce, sheriff,’ the killer introduced himself conversationally. ‘In case you ever get to put out a wanted flyer on me. Morgan Bryce. From Boston, Massachusetts by way of Dodge City, Abilene, Tombstone and a whole lot of other towns where I left my mark. On other men’s markers, if you get my drift?’

‘It ain’t hard,’ North said thickly.

Bryce shifted his attention to Edge. ‘And what about you, mister? You don’t seem to have much to say for yourself?’

Edge answered evenly: ‘I speak when there’s something I figure needs saying, feller.’

‘That’s something like my sidekick here. Name of Don Harvey. He’s done his share of killing from time to time.’

‘When it’s needed,’ Harvey said and was less careful about maintaining the aim of his revolver as he swung up into his saddle.

He was a broadly built, red haired, hard looking man of the type that impressionable females invariably glanced at twice. At six feet he weighed a muscular hundred and eighty pounds or so. In the same early thirties age group as Bryce, he would be clean shaven after a morning session with soap and razor.

North looked from the corpse to the killer with the same expression of revulsion as he accused caustically: ‘And you do even when it ain’t necessary.’

Bryce jerked a thumb toward where the woman was climbing clumsily astride Rodriges’s mount, then he swung up into his own saddle and said: ‘It’s better for all of us if she has a mount instead of having to ride double with somebody else.’

Isabella made no move to start the dead man’s horse back to where the others were grouped and called in a voice that sounded like she still felt nauseous: ‘Are we going to leave this awful place now?’

‘We sure as hell are, honey! And you can ride point if you want!’

‘I certainly do not want, Senor Bryce!’ she replied gravely. ‘You are far too free with using that gun for me to feel safe if my back is toward you.’

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