The Pulp Hero MEGAPACK® by Theodore A. Tinsley & G. T. Fleming-Roberts & Fran Striker & Brant House

Author:Theodore A. Tinsley & G. T. Fleming-Roberts & Fran Striker & Brant House [Tinsley, Theodore A.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: mystery, detective, hero, pulp, crime
ISBN: 9781479424047
Publisher: Wildside Press LLC
Published: 2016-11-06T16:00:00+00:00

Marks clearly showed that Yuma had spilled over the head of the falling horse. The dead horse was a few yards distant. The foreleg, to judge from its position, unquestionably was broken. A bullet through the head had ended the beast’s suffering. Yuma had taken the most essential things from his duffle and left the rest. His footprints led on in the same direction he’d been going.

The masked man mounted and rode on. It wasn’t long before he saw a pile of rocks. They were huge boulders, tossed into the middle of an open plain, as if left and forgotten by the Builder in some era eons ago when the world was made. The footprints led directly toward these rocks.

“That,” mused the Lone Ranger, “is where the man I want has taken refuge. I wonder if he’ll shoot. I doubt it.” He rode ahead, considering the type of man he had to face. What he had seen of Yuma had left a rather favorable impression. When the cowboy had claimed leadership of the cattle-stealing organization, the Lone Ranger had doubted the truth of what he said. It had seemed obvious that Yuma sought to shield Bryant Cavendish, in order that the old man might remain alive and free to safeguard Penny.

The masked man slowed Silver to a walk, and drew his gun. He advanced slowly, without taking his eyes off the rocks. Presently the cowboy’s head popped out, then a quick shot struck the ground a little to one side of the Lone Ranger. He rode on slowly. A hundred yards away from the natural fortress, the masked man dismounted, then went forward on foot.

“I’m coming to get you, Yuma,” he shouted.

“I won’t be taken alive,” came the reply. “Git aboard that hoss an’ vamoose. I don’t want tuh drill yuh.”

The Lone Ranger walked ahead. Another shot, this time one that whistled as it passed. The space had narrowed down to fifty yards when Yuma cried again.

“Stand back, I tell yuh, stranger. I don’t want tuh kill yuh. Yuh can’t take me alive. Them shots was only warnin’s. Now go back.”

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