The Outlaws: Jess
“Three days passed before Jess finally found the time to check on Meg. Jess was preparing to lock the front door for the day when a man barged into the waiting room.
The man was flamboyantly dressed in black suit, striped red and black vest, and string tie. His fingers were adorned with flashy rings and a gold watch fob was draped across his trim stomach. Blood dripped from a rag clamped around his wrist.
"Can you take a look at this, Doc?" the man said, holding out his injured wrist.
"What happened?" Jess asked, ushering the man into his examining room.
"I was running a poker game down at the Whistle Stop Saloon when a cowboy attacked me." Jess slanted him an censuring glance. "That should teach you not to cheat." The man, obviously a professional gambler, turned eyes the color of cold cement on Jess. "I've killed men with less provocation." "Listen, Mr...." "Skully." "Listen, Mr. Skully, either you want your wound treated or you don't. It's your choice." Skully pulled away the bloody... rag and shoved his wrist under Jess's nose.MoreLess
The man was flamboyantly dressed in black suit, striped red and black vest, and string tie. His fingers were adorned with flashy rings and a gold watch fob was draped across his trim stomach. Blood dripped from a rag clamped around his wrist.
"Can you take a look at this, Doc?" the man said, holding out his injured wrist.
"What happened?" Jess asked, ushering the man into his examining room.
"I was running a poker game down at the Whistle Stop Saloon when a cowboy attacked me." Jess slanted him an censuring glance. "That should teach you not to cheat." The man, obviously a professional gambler, turned eyes the color of cold cement on Jess. "I've killed men with less provocation." "Listen, Mr...." "Skully." "Listen, Mr. Skully, either you want your wound treated or you don't. It's your choice." Skully pulled away the bloody... rag and shoved his wrist under Jess's nose.MoreLess
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