Wyoming Winterkill by Jon Sharpe

Author:Jon Sharpe [Sharpe, Jon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Westerns
ISBN: 9780451415752
Google: 5U-lLgEACAAJ
Amazon: 0451415752
Barnesnoble: 0451415752
Goodreads: 15808419
Publisher: Signet
Published: 2013-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

15

Margaret Tar. Fargo would never have suspected that. It explained a lot.

Evening was setting. The snow had tapered to flurries. Fletcher and Margaret sat with their hands bound behind their backs, Fletcher still simmering, Margaret acting as if it was perfectly natural for her to be covered by two of the troopers.

“This is a stroke of luck,” Sergeant Petrie commented as the coffeepot was being passed around. “I should send them back under guard in the morning.”

“We take them with us,” Fargo said.

The sergeant shook his head. “They killed Trooper Hayes. They have to answer for it.”

“We don’t split up.”

Petrie stared at the pair and tapped his tin cup with a thick finger. “My orders are to escort you to the Coarse wagon train and assist you in getting them down the mountains to safety. I can do that with three men as well as five.”

“And if her brother shows up?” Jules said with a nod at Margaret. “Three of you ain’t hardly enough.”

“Two less won’t make that much of a difference,” Petrie argued.

Fargo was dead set against it. “I’d take it as a favor if you didn’t.”

Captain Griffin settled the matter by saying, “We’ll do as he wants, Sergeant, and that’s final.”

“Yes, sir,” Petrie said unhappily.

Margaret had listened to every word and was grinning.

“What’s so funny, girlie?” Jules asked.

“I’m not no girl. I’m a full-grown woman,” she shot back. “And what’s funny is what my brother will do when he gets hold of you. He won’t like you taking me prisoner. He won’t like it at all.”

Petrie said to Griffin, “All the more reason for me to send them to the fort. Blackjack Tar won’t know they’ve been taken into custody.”

“That’s a good point,” Margaret said. “You should listen to him, Captain.”

Fargo was puzzled. It made no sense for her to want to be taken to Fort Laramie. They wouldn’t hang her. Woman were rarely hanged. But she’d likely spend a good many years behind bars.

“Cat got your tongue?” Jules said to Fletcher. “You haven’t given your two cents.”

“I get the chance,” Fletcher growled, “I’ll kill every last one of you.”

“That’s what I like to see,” Jules said. “Brotherly love.”

Fargo snorted.

“You won’t think it’s so hilarious when you meet my brother,” Margaret boasted. “You’ll die slow and horrible and begging for mercy.”

“That’s enough of that kind of talk,” Captain Griffin said. “It’s not fit for a lady.”

Margaret Tar laughed. “Who the hell are you talking to? I haven’t ever been a lady. I drink like a man and cuss like a man and kill like a man. And yes, I screw like a man, too.”

“Such language,” Jules said.

Margaret winked at Fargo. “Tell them how I am. Tell them how it really is.”

“She’s a bitch,” Fargo said.

“And proud of it,” Margaret said, her eyes twin points of vicious glee. “I liked killing that old granny and that old man. I like killing, period.”

“You’re not in your right mind,” Captain Griffin remarked.

“Wretch,” Margaret said. “Thinking everyone should think as you do.

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