“Gates and Yancey Blantine sat up simultaneously and they all looked at each other in the grey light. ‘Apaches?’ Gates said. ‘Got to be,’ Angel told him. ‘Apaches?’ Blantine repeated dully. He got to his feet, madness in his eyes, an agonized shout escaping his lips. ‘They’re killing my boys?’ ‘They sure as hell aren’t servin’ ’em tea,’ Angel told him. ‘Get on your horse!’ ‘No!’ screamed Yancey Blantine. ‘No!’ Gates hit him with the barrel of his six-gun and the older man folded at the knees and... slumped to the ground. Gates picked up the fallen renegade as if he had been a child and manhandled him into the saddle. ‘We better burn shucks,’ he said. Angel nodded. It was not a matter of cowardice or bravery now but of pure survival. They had been given breathing space by the attack on their pursuers and they had to use it. ‘Move!’ he shouted to Gates. ‘Kill the horses if you have to!’ Gates nodded to show he had heard. Their horses were in poor shape anyway, but now they would have to ride them until the animals dropped from exhaustion.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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