Iron Eyes 13 by Rory Black

Author:Rory Black
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: bounty hunters, the old west, colt 45, supernatural ebook, piccadilly publishing, wild west stories, ebook westerns, westerns ebook, gold prospectors, iron eyes series
Publisher: Piccadilly

The storm had achieved one thing. It had washed and blown the dust off San Remo. Yet for three of the people within the confines of the sprawling settlement there was something else on their minds. Iron Eyes remained seated on the chair next to the cluttered desk, sipping on what remained of his last bottle of whiskey, whilst the elderly doctor slept on his couch. As the wall clock chimed Joe Hawkins moved to the bounty hunter and grabbed the bottle from the bony hands.

‘Gimme some of that rotgut, boy,’ the sheriff said. He lifted the bottle to his lips and took a long swallow of the fiery liquid. Then he sighed and returned the bottle to its owner. ‘Damn! That’s good whiskey, Iron Eyes.’

The bounty hunter tilted his head back. ‘What time is it?’

Hawkins glanced at the clock. ‘Nine.’

‘The bank open yet?’ Iron Eyes lifted the bottle and drained the remaining droplets of whiskey into his mouth. ‘I figure you ought to be headed off there getting my money, Sheriff.’

The lawman rubbed the back of his neck and walked to the window to survey the street and the dozens of people who now walked along it. ‘It don’t open for another thirty minutes, but I’ll go and rustle up the manager and get what your owed.’

Iron Eyes stood and carefully placed the bottle down on the desk top. He then strode to the sheriff’s side and placed a hand on the shorter man’s shoulder.

‘I’ll go with you.’

‘OK. C’mon.’ Hawkins opened the office door and led his companion out into the fresh air. Everything smelled clean. That surprised both men as they walked along the boardwalk in the direction of the bank.

Even blind, the tall thin man could sense the fear his appearance aroused in those who saw his ghostly appearance. With the crude but effective cement cast on his skull he knew that he must be an even more horrific sight.

‘Folks are sure skittish in this town, Sheriff.’

‘Do you blame them, boy?’ Hawkins chuckled as he carefully guided the bounty hunter towards the bank and its unsuspecting manager. ‘You ain’t the prettiest thing ever to ride into San Remo.’

Iron Eyes turned his head and listened intently. He could hear the voices of those who were genuinely terrified by what they saw.

‘How far?’

Hawkins helped the tall figure up on to the raised boardwalk outside the bank, then paused. ‘Here we are. You coming in or are you staying out here?’

Iron Eyes turned to face the street. It was as though he were searching for anyone who might be foolish enough to claw back on their gun hammer and take a quick shot at him.

‘Reckon I’ll just stand here and scare a few folks.’

The sheriff tapped on the glass of the door until he was allowed to enter. For what seemed an eternity the bounty hunter just stood like a statue outside the bank. For all that time not one person came close to him. They all moved out across the street in order to give him a wide berth.

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