“Your horses speak?”

Fort Justice BannerPreviously: There were some other riders who Flutters missed seeing—riders who were a good bit closer than Smith and his pals—and a great-deal more dangerous.

They were not on the trail, but rather some five miles south and riding parallel. The trail meandered around hills and draws—the other riders rode straight over and through such obstacles as if they weren’t there.

While they were only six in number—they were far more formidable than any Jay and company had ever faced.

Chapter 7—Loco Part IV, Fort Justice—Episode 2… With the speed of the great, sentient horses, Jay Cooper and Company arrived in Loco, Nevada at the town marshal’s office an hour later.

While the equine and canine part of their party remained outside—watching and guarding, the marshals went inside.

“Good day Marshal Fitzhugh,” Jay said, “We are here to take custody of Spencer.”

We are here to take custody of Spencer

“We are here to take custody of Spencer.”

“He’s safe here, Marshal, we’re holding him for trial next week.”

“He’s not as safe as you may think,” Silverthorn said, “There are many riders coming to get him.”

“We stood-up to them before, we’ll do so again.”

“You did,” Boomer agreed, “But the price you paid was great. Spencer isn’t worth losing a single citizen.”

“We are taking him,” Jay said, “And I suggest after we leave, you leave this office—door and cell door unlocked and open, and you have the townspeople take cover inside, away from this building.”

“We’ll leave a note on the door: ‘We got Spencer. You want him? Come and get him. (Signed) Deputy US Marshal, Jay Cooper’.”

“You fellers are insane.”

“Yes, we are,” Cooper smiled.

“They will just ride you down—on the desert where there is no help.”

“On those nags they call horses? Go outside and ask our horses what they think,” Cooper replied.

“Are you serious?” Fitzhugh was almost certain Jay was pulling his leg—almost.

“He’s serious,” Boomer grinned, “Go ahead—ask.”

Certain he was about to be the butt of a joke, but knowing there’d be no satisfying these three, Fitzhugh stepped out the door—and asked.

Moments later, an ashen-faced Fitzhugh returned, “Your horses speak?”

To be continued…


About Jack Boardman

Just a little bit of a Curmudgeon.
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10 Responses to “Your horses speak?”

  1. Chris Shouse says:

    Well at least they made it to town with no problem…who the heck are those other riders?

    Liked by 1 person

  2. lhalvor says:

    Ghost riders?

    Liked by 1 person

  3. lhalvor says:

    In the storm?

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Sarah Cooper says:

    Ha! The horses must love freaking people out like that. 🙂

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