Novel 1966 - the Broken Gun (V5.0)
“Once, glimpsing the road, I saw the car’s lights some distance off, headed south.
“Why are they going south?”
“Cap, that road takes a big bend. Don’t you remember when you drove in here? You see the ranch from the top of the pass, but the road has to swing clear around the mountain.”
I grabbed him. “Pio! Is there any way over that mountain? I mean, could we get there first?”
“Horses!” He started to run.
Suddenly I remembered that most of the saddle stock was kept in a lower corral, down in the valley and away from the ranch. Horses were brought up to the upper corral only when somebody was planning to ride.
We had ridden past that corral when starting for the mountains, and I had seen the horses. There was a cabin there, too, I remembered.
Pio slowed down, breathing hard. “There’ll be a man in the cabin, won’t there?” I asked.
He turned his face toward me in the dark. “Floyd Reese lives there. He and Dad Styles.”
We crept up to the corral in the dark. There was a shed where the saddle...s were kept.MoreLess
“Why are they going south?”
“Cap, that road takes a big bend. Don’t you remember when you drove in here? You see the ranch from the top of the pass, but the road has to swing clear around the mountain.”
I grabbed him. “Pio! Is there any way over that mountain? I mean, could we get there first?”
“Horses!” He started to run.
Suddenly I remembered that most of the saddle stock was kept in a lower corral, down in the valley and away from the ranch. Horses were brought up to the upper corral only when somebody was planning to ride.
We had ridden past that corral when starting for the mountains, and I had seen the horses. There was a cabin there, too, I remembered.
Pio slowed down, breathing hard. “There’ll be a man in the cabin, won’t there?” I asked.
He turned his face toward me in the dark. “Floyd Reese lives there. He and Dad Styles.”
We crept up to the corral in the dark. There was a shed where the saddle...s were kept.MoreLess
Guest 7 months ago
The hnted man keep stalking about a weapon. Did he not take a knife from one of his pursuers? Or was this in a different story. Lamour's stuff is so much nearly all the same, just the character names and places changed that reading his short stories finds that one slides into another similar in most respects.Write Review:
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