Northwoods Nightmare by Jon Sharpe

Author:Jon Sharpe [Sharpe, Jon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, General, Westerns
ISBN: 9780451226754
Google: vckekb0VH0kC
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Goodreads: 7799178
Publisher: Signet
Published: 2009-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

12

Fargo wasn’t expecting it. He didn’t regard Cosmo as the kind to take swings at people. The punch almost caught him on the jaw, but he had caught the movement out of the corner of his eye and started to jerk his head aside. The blow only grazed him. Even so, he was knocked back a step.

“I told you to let go of Theodore.”

Fargo ignored the pain and shook his head to clear it. He heard Theodore laugh and Allen titter and saw Cosmo’s smug smile, and from deep inside of him exploded pure, potent rage. He tore into Cosmo with his fists flying and sent the butler sprawling onto his back.

Silence fell.

Cosmo looked more surprised than hurt. He rubbed his jaw and said quietly, “You shouldn’t have done that.”

“Are you all right?” Theodore asked, bending to help him up.

“Stand back,” Cosmo said. He stood and raised his fists in a boxing stance. “Unfortunately for you, Mr. Fargo, I can’t let that pass. I am going to thrash you within an inch of your life.”

“Cosmo, don’t,” Theodore urged.

Edith said, “Let him if he wants. It’s about time someone put him in his place, and I suspect our guide is just the man to do it.”

That brought a smile from Cosmo. “I would expect that from you, Mrs. Havard.”

“You think you know me but you don’t,” was her retort.

Fargo barely listened. He was growing sick and tired of the whole bunch. They thought they were better than everyone else. They hated everyone with different skin. They looked down their noses at the world. Mired in the quicksand of their hate, they were a blight on life.

“You have one out,” Cosmo said. “Apologize to Theodore and I might not punish you.”

Allen threw in, “Don’t hold back on my father’s account. Show our simple excuse for a frontiersman that he’s not so high and mighty.”

Fargo spun and caught Allen with a solid right. Allen went down, and Fargo whirled just as Cosmo closed on him. Fargo was mildly surprised that the man wasn’t all brag. Cosmo could fight. He threw hard punches, and blocked and countered smoothly.

Fargo was no slouch himself. He had been in a hundred fights and brawls, and he called on that experience to chip away at Cosmo like a master sculptor at a block of marble. More and more of his blows got through.

Cosmo grew red in the face. He unleashed jabs, crosses, and uppercuts.

Fargo blocked, sidestepped, slipped. Then he planted himself and wouldn’t be moved. A blow jarred his forearm. Knuckles glanced off his cheek. He waited for the opening that was bound to come, for the mistake Cosmo was bound to make.

Head-to-head they slugged away.

Cosmo was more on the defensive now.

Fargo uncorked a left and the butler sidestepped. He blocked a looping right. It left Cosmo open for a moment, and a moment was all Fargo needed. His fist connected solidly and Cosmo staggered. Fargo followed through with an uppercut that ended with his fist high in the air and Cosmo lying on the ground.

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