Wildcat Trail

Book Number: 360

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Sometimes I wish you
weren’t always the strong, silent type!


Santry snapped his head in the direction of the pointing finger and saw three horsemen and two packmules slowly making their way down the trail to the Wildcat. He relaxed.

“Take it easy, Brad. That’s only the barbwire I asked Beth to send up from Thurlow’s.”

“I can see that,” Masters gritted. “I can also see that rider in the lead’s got a badge pinned to his vest! It caught the sun a couple times!”

Santry frowned and looked closer now as the lead rider rode out of the shadows onto a stretch bathed in afternoon sunlight. He stiffened.

“Hell, it’s Otis Purdy!”

“I knew you couldn’t trust any damn woman!” Masters growled, cursing luridly.

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Weight .06 kg