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Don't Tamper with Horses

–Part 11

Continuing...Deveney's red-haired thug spun and snarled at Moss. "You got a death wish boy?" He dropped his hand to the big pistol on his hip.

Moss grabbed for his gun as well. A metallic sound pinged through the air and he flinched as a bullet whistled past him to thud into the wall. He stepped sideways to get out of the cloud of gunsmoke around him and saw the red-haired man on his knee...