โ Scribed by J.T. Edson
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
To Gavin Gartree's bunch of hardcases, "work" was a cussword, "innocent" was a come-on, and a young pilgrim girl was an invitation to a molestation. But nothing was quite as it seemed. For a start, the young pilgrim girl in question was accompanied by a small and seemingly inconsequential Texan by the name of Dusty Fog. But that was the thing about Dusty Fog. Though small in stature, he was a giant when it came to fighting, and he always made his first shot the last shot as well.
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