I Kill for Satan: a western

ISBN-13: 9781514152577 / Angielski / Miękka / 2015 / 162 str.

Trevor R. Fairbanks

Opis

YOU HAVE TO SELL YOUR SOUL TO BE THE FASTEST GUN IN THE WEST actual 99th page: just stay out of the way of that kid. Besides, ain't you been seeing that there Patterson girl?" Wayne nodded. The mention of her name brought a warm feeling to his heart that even the whiskey could not douse. Sandford shook his head. He was an old drunk, something that Wayne had come to respect. As a man just learning how to imbibe, he looked up to the elders at the bar. He respected them, but he did not want to end up like them. And Leanora ... Leanora was a promise that might keep that from happening. "Something like that should be protected," Sandford said, peering across the bar with a gentle light in his eyes. "There are lots of dudes after that ass, let me tell you. Been that way since she was a kid. Hell, if I was a few years younger my tongue would be wagging at it, too. You catch my drift?" "Dalton Rath needs to die," Wayne said simply. "For the things he's done he has to be put in the ground. And I guess if I'm doing it for anyone, I'm doing it for her. The idea of someone like that walking the same Earth as she does ..." Wayne shook his head in lament. "Bless your heart then, boy. Bless your heart. This rounds on me." The glasses were filled again. Both men drank at the same time.