Savage 12 by E. Jefferson Clay

Author:E. Jefferson Clay [Clay, E. Jefferson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ebook, fiction, piccadilly publishing, Pulp fiction writing, Western series, Wild West
Publisher: Piccadilly
Published: 2022-04-30T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five – Shadow of an Outlaw

BEAUTIFUL AMANDA WAS naked in his arms and she was the busiest woman! Savage lay back and let her have her way with him, drawing responses from his body he could scarce believe. This gorgeous woman whom all San Rafael believed to be the finest of ladies, was an animal in bed—and he loved it.

Now she was shaking him. She was stronger than he could have guessed, but what was that odd smell, that voice ...?

“Wake up, companero, wake up! I have the answer!”

The answer?

Savage didn’t even hear the question. Then he realized he’d been dreaming, that someone was shaking him and yelling at him.

Someone was in his room without his knowing it!

He lashed out with one hand and clawed for his gunbelt with the other.

Yaqui Joe’s sorry head raised above the footboard of the bed, and he was nursing his jaw.

“Amigo, why do you attack your great companero?”

Savage was sitting up now. “What in hell’s name do you want?” He stared at the hotel window. “It’s still dark outside. Judas, but you’d better have a good reason, horse thief—”

“Marry her.”

Savage blinked, slowly lowering his cocked gun. “What?”

Yaqui Joe rose like an apparition, a pallid figure in the reflected moonlight.

“The great idea came as I paced the floor. Beautiful Amanda has the gold, you marry her, and under Mexican law, what belongs to the woman belongs to the man she marries. So, you marry, you take the gold legally so they cannot hang us, and we ride like the very wind—”

“Wind? You’re full of it. You call me crazy? You’re insane.”

Savage threw himself out of bed. He was bird naked, which was the only way he knew how to sleep. He took a cigar from a tin box on the bureau, scraped a vesta into life on the wall, lighted up and stood in the French doors looking over the darkened town.

He was thinking of Amanda, particularly her beautiful ripe body.

So far he’d played the game straight. Although he was lured down here by the prospect of making some serious money, he still felt he’d kept his nose clean and done what was expected of him to help Yaqui Joe get his greedy paws on old Uncle Ignacio’s loot.

Well, Uncle Ignacio had done a real good job of leaving them with egg on their faces.

They’d heard the old bastard had maybe developed a last-gasp crush on Amanda, and who could blame him?

But plainly it had been a lot more serious than that, and now the storekeeper’s daughter stood to become independently wealthy while Yaqui Joe, Cousin Francesca and, most importantly, Clint Savage were left holding the bag and looking pretty silly.

Savage would rather be broke than that. He grimaced. Who was he trying to kid? Right now, he was both broke and feeling a bit like a fool.

“Amigo.”

He didn’t turn. “What?”

“What is wrong with my plan?”

“What’s right with it?”

“I do not say you marry the lovely señorita and take all her money, just enough for Francesca to buy a small house, for me to buy a fine horse and for you to—”

Now he turned.

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