Chapter 25: LAW

We split up on the crest near the Davis's ranch, and I headed for the trees with my trusty rifle. Always before, I would be down there in the midst of my guys, but Davis always slipped away. This time I was going to pick him off if he tried to get away.

I had men surrounding his place so that there was no escape route open to him. I wasn't too worried about his hired muscle; if they got in the way, I'd burn them too, but my fight wasn't with anyone else but Davis and sheriff Bailey.

When I got the signal that they were in place, the first shot rang out, and there was pandemonium down below.

Men's voices were raised in surprise, and the sound of feet beating tracks could be heard.

The guys knew they didn't have to kill anyone unless it was necessary, but we aimed to do as much damage as possible, so they won't be a next time.

I kept my eye trained through the scope looking for that head of salt and pepper hair that was burnt into my corneas.

While my boys were cleaning up the riff