“But he slowed to a halt a few feet back from where the bodies of both deputies and cowhands alike lay spilling blood. “Good God!” he said, one hand holding his Colt, his other hand holding his unfastened trousers gathered at his waist. He watched Hogo Metacino struggle to his feet like some creature rising from the bowels of the earth. “Lower that pistol and attend to yourself, Deputy,” said Mad Albert Ash, standing over Gains Bouchard’s body as he reloaded his Colt. “You’re too late to be any ...help here.” Nolly stared at him, seething, but he lowered the pistol and began fastening his trousers. “How the hell did all this happen?” he asked of anyone there. “If you had been here,” Ash said flatly, “we wouldn’t have to tell you. Ain’t that right, Sheriff?” he asked Lematte. “Yes, that’s right,” Lematte agreed. He had stepped down from the boardwalk and stood beside Ash. “Since you missed the party, you can stay for the cleanup.” He pointed down at Bouchard’s body, saying, “Drag him away from here.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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