Coyote: The Outlander (with FREE second screen experience) by Noordeloos Chantal

Author:Noordeloos, Chantal [Noordeloos, Chantal]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: QuarkXPress, ebook, epub
ISBN: 9789491864032
Publisher: Tip My Hat publishing
Published: 2013-07-20T18:30:00+00:00

ROLLING THE DICE

Go to http://www.coyotethebooks.com and visit the dice to unlock this safe. It’s not necessary to read the short stories at this point, as they’re not crucial to the plot. Please don’t read the stories before you’ve read up to the safes, since they may contain spoilers. The code is: 020704

The Savage Sam Saloon boasted a plethora of mechanical wonders, from a metal servant who sat behind the piano playing the latest jaunty tunes to an automated sign above the swinging doors that sported a gentleman raising his top hat. Most of the technological items were hand-me-downs from rich patrons as thank-yous for the bartender’s discretions.

Sam Savage, the owner of Savage Sam’s, wasn’t the brightest man, but he had a certain business savvy and a very low set of morals. His saloon served as a haven both to Outlanders and smugglers of Outlander artifacts. Rich patrons kept him in business, while the law only saw a reasonably respectable establishment. Still, a few hunters knew there was more to the saloon than met the eye.

Outside the bar lay an area filled with horseless carriages and steam-powered tricycles. Occasionally, one saw some horses tied down, but they were rare in this part of town. The people of Yellow Dog liked technology and were always showing off their assets. Each time Coyote and Caesar visited, the town had grown a little more. It was the only town in Indiana that Coyote could think of that competed with Angel Camp, which was even richer than Indianapolis.

“Hello, Sam.” Coyote bent over the bar and looked at the pudgy man, who was on his knees fishing for a fresh bottle of whiskey. His stooped form displayed the top of his red hair and the back of his white shirt. Coyote allowed herself a small grin as his shoulders tensed when he heard her voice. Nice to know their dislike was mutual. Slowly, the man looked up, his face clearly displaying the disgust he felt.

“Get out of my bar.” Bright red hair framed his pale, freckled face. A pair of grey eyes set a little too far apart stared at her without much kindness. The skin of his cheeks was soft and saggy. His lower jaw protruded just a bit, showing the tops of his jagged teeth, giving him an expression similar to that of a bull dog.

He hasn’t forgiven me for the last time I was here, Coyote thought. One of her bounties had been a favored patron of Sam’s, and the bartender had tried to shoot her when she killed the Outlander. Instead, Coyote had shot the weapon from the fat man’s hand, grazing both his thumb and his ego.

“Now, now, Sam . . . that’s no way to treat an old friend.” Her eyes skimmed across the bar. It was clean, not spic and span, but cleaner than most saloons she’d been to. Sam showed his profits by donning the place in second-hand luxury gadgets, and everything from the bar tap to the metal servant playing the piano seemed to be automated.

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