Blood Bond by William W. Johnstone

Author:William W. Johnstone [Johnstone, William W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2017-12-21T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Bodine and Two Wolves finished their breakfast and enjoyed another cup of coffee before Two Wolves asked, “What’s the drill, Brother?”

“We step out and walk right into that gun shop next door. Buy us a couple of express guns. I never have believed in a fair fight.”

“Sure was a nice breakfast.”

“Tasty.”

“You ready to go to work?”

“Might as well. Those ol’ boys sure aren’t going to go away.”

“Brother?”

Bodine met his eyes.

“You were right about Terri. I was wrong. I let my heart blind my eyes.”

“Happens to the best of us, Brother.”

“Even you?”

“I’ll never tell!” Bodine replied with a laugh.

They paid for their breakfast and started for the door. “Good luck, boys,” the counterman called as they were leaving.

They both paused and turned around. The counterman was smiling at them. They returned the smile and stepped out onto the boardwalk.

Before entering the gun shop, Bodine and Two Wolves looked up and down the street. Two men, wearing their guns low and tied down, were lounging in front of the livery. Two more were at each end of the short street. They began walking toward the saloon.

“They certainly seem anxious enough,” Two Wolves remarked.

“Yeah. Let’s get loaded up.”

They bought express guns: sawed-off, double-barrel, 12-gauge shotguns and a box of shells, stuffing their pockets. They checked their .44s and split a box, filling up the loops in their gunbelts. The shop owner watched them nervously. “You boys is damn fools!” he finally said. “There must be maybe ten or twelve gunslicks out there waitin’ on you.”

“What would you have us do?” Two Wolves questioned.

“Take the back door and work your way around to the livery,” he suggested. “And get the hell gone from here. That’s the sensible way.”

“And the cowardly way,” Two Wolves told him. “It will come sometime. Why not now?”

“Nuts!” the man said. “Both of you. Git on out of here. I’m lockin’ this place up!”

Bodine and Two Wolves loaded up and once more stepped out onto the boardwalk. The street was empty. The doorlock clicked behind them and they heard the shades being pulled down. A few seconds later, they heard the back door slam.

“Nervous man,” Two Wolves observed.

“Maybe he’s got more sense than we have.”

“There is that to consider.”

“Where do we start?”

“I guess the saloon. I guess that’s where those gunhands went. It appears to be the only place left open.”

“Except for the undertaker’s place of business.”

“Let’s go see if we can’t send some customers his way.”

They stepped off the boardwalk and onto the dusty street.

Bodine and Two Wolves carried the sawed-off shotguns in their left hands, the right hand of each close to the butt of the .44s.

As they walked, Bodine said, “We can’t just go in shooting; might hit some innocent. So I guess we’re going in blind.”

Before Two Wolves could reply, the batwings were pushed open and men crowded the boardwalk. They began lining up, several feet between them. They stood with hands hovering over their guns, all of them smiling at the pair.

“An even ten,” Two Wolves said.

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