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If you folks know some
prayers, start sayin’ ’em!
APACHE GAUNTLET
“Harry told us savages dragged you away, so we decided you was a lost cause.”
“A lost cause . . .” Ellen whispered softly and incredulously, her tone betraying her humiliation.
“Besides, we ain’t scouts or trackers, so we had no hope o’ followin’ an Injun trail,” Seth said by way of explanation.
“So you made no attempt?” Clifton said incredulously.
Seth’s steel-gray eyes narrowed to twin slits.
“I don’t like the tone of your voice, mister.”
Clifton sat there motionless, a stark shadow against the moon as he appraised the lean man with the shotgun.
“And I don’t like the way three grown men just abandoned a white woman to the redmen . . .”
In For The Kill
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