Crossfire

Book Number: 332

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She’d make even an old man’s blood run hot!

CROSSFIRE

“Lookin’ for Cable Flint,” answered Roy Marker from behind the closed door.

“He’s not here.”

“That’s a damn shame,” Marker said, trying his utmost to keep his voice calm and reasonable. “Me and my buddy here are old friends of his.”

“I’ll tell him you were here, Mr. . . .?”

Suddenly, Roy Marker turned the doorknob and threw the door open, throwing Hogan off-balance and knocking the .45 from his hand, skittering out of reach. As the outlaw looked at Kay in all her glory, his eyes nearly bugged out of his head. Before Hogan had time to react, Marker grabbed hold of the woman.

“Make one wrong move, feller, and I’ll slit her pretty neck ear to ear.”

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