West To Fury

Book Number: 468

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If it’s peace and quiet you
want, you sure ain’t gonna get it here!


Trubee hesitated a moment and then nodded, flicking his eyes to Speed Felkin, deciding he would take his cue from the gunfighter.

“Git out,” Felkin told the stranger in a low voice, his amber eyes slitted and menacing.

The black-haired rider stiffened a little at Felkin’s tone and words, and his gray eyes narrowed slightly. He stared hard at the gunfighter for a long, silent minute. Disconcerted by the penetrating, wordless stare, Felkin snapped;


The horseman met Felkin’s gaze, matching its coldness but his voice was still deep and civil when he said;

“Not yet . . . and sure not now that I’ve been told.”

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