"Revolver, I've got trouble, but I've also got the best little family this side of the Mississippi." Lynn began to feel at his with his old pal. He could be a great friend, but he was a vicious enemy if he turned on you. Lynn new he had to handle him with care. The money, man that would solve a lot of problems, but what would Revolver want in return. They talked old times until the sheriff walked up.
"Lynn, Harley came in he got a trail on the night riders, and it's fresh. Can you get out to his place quick? I've got to hold the fort today."
"You know I'll ride Dickey," Lynn replied, "Those murdering scum have got to be stopped. Will you ride with me Revolver?"
"Alright Lynn, I could use some entertainment." Revolver stood and offered his hand to Dicky. "Am I a deputy."
"I trust Lynn's judgement, your deputised for the day. No money, but a good burial and sturdy box if your killed."
"Good enough sheriff." Revolver shook Dickey's hand.
The pair road out of town with Harley in the lead.
"Com' on boys we can get 'em if'n we hurry," Harley urged his mount faster. The gunmen stayed with him.
"Lynn, Harley came in he got a trail on the night riders, and it's fresh. Can you get out to his place quick? I've got to hold the fort today."
"You know I'll ride Dickey," Lynn replied, "Those murdering scum have got to be stopped. Will you ride with me Revolver?"
"Alright Lynn, I could use some entertainment." Revolver stood and offered his hand to Dicky. "Am I a deputy."
"I trust Lynn's judgement, your deputised for the day. No money, but a good burial and sturdy box if your killed."
"Good enough sheriff." Revolver shook Dickey's hand.
The pair road out of town with Harley in the lead.
"Com' on boys we can get 'em if'n we hurry," Harley urged his mount faster. The gunmen stayed with him.