Marshal Jeremy Six #6 by Brian Garfield

Author:Brian Garfield
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: death wish, action hero, colt 45, piccadilly publishing, gunfighters of the old west, lawmen of the old west, brian garfield, western fiction action
Publisher: Piccadilly

Candy was sick, violently, in an alley a block away from the cantina. Afterward, with the sick taste of thrown-up whisky in his mouth, he staggered out to the street and tried to haul himself together. They’d find the barkeep. Maybe dead by now, maybe still alive. If he wasn’t dead, he’d tell them who’d done it.

Better get out of here. Out of town. Get a horse and clear out. Candy peered through bleary eyes up and down the winding Cat Town street, but there wasn’t a horse in sight at any of the hitch rails. Not in this rain; all the horses would be stabled. He’d have to find a livery stable.

He shook his head, trying to clear it. Where in hell was that livery stable? Might as well get his own horse. At least that way they wouldn’t be able to hang him as a horse thief. Not that that mattered much now. He giggled slightly and almost lost his balance on a wet plank in the boardwalk. Looking down at his feet, he saw a rain puddle beside the curb. When he leaned over it his shoulders blocked the rain and the surface of the puddle smoothed out. He had a glimpse of his reflection in the pool. He looked awful. He got down on his knees on the edge of the boardwalk and reached down with both hands to scoop up water and splash it in his face. He scrubbed his face with the muddy water and lurched back from the curb, and got to his feet with the aid of the building wall there.

The cold rainwater revived him slightly. He looked both ways along the street. There was no uproar from the direction of the cantina—yet. No telling how much time he might have, but it wasn’t likely to be too long. He tried to compose himself and look casual when he walked around the corner into something that looked a little more like a major street. He remembered the street—a row of dance halls and cat houses. He remembered it because there was a candy store up at the end of the street where it intersected with the main street of the town.

The stable was up there, maybe a block beyond the candy store. Now that he had his bearings, he set off up the street, trying to look as if he wasn’t hurrying.

At the first corner there was an overhanging cupola-roof over the boardwalk, and under this porch-like shelter a knot of men were gathered, deep in conversation. Candy began to inch his way around them but then his ears picked up something one of the men said:

“No, that ain’t the way it was neither. I heard it from Will Cox and he was there, he ought to know. He saw it happen. That Hook feller had his gun clear first and had his trigger pulled first. His gun misfired. Maybe a dud cartridge, maybe something wrong with the gun. But it didn’t go off, and that’s the only reason Lanphier killed him.

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