Category Archives: Season Eleven—Adventure 3—Devil Track Trading II

A voice from thin air

Previously: Roughly an hour later the wounded were all patched-up, warned to get the hell outa the territory—because the next time—the marshals wouldn’t shoot to wound . . . This warning was not lost on the wounded men as they, … Continue reading

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Cliché

Previously: Lefarge and his two lieutenants did not hear their approach until, “Don’t move—and don’t make a sound.” Mac spoke so quietly they barely heard him and turned to face the voice. Before they could speak, “Drop your weapons; quietly, … Continue reading

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Gunfight

Previously: “Very well, Flutters, thank you; rest, eat, and be ready to fly in an hour,” Mac was certain they needed to move quickly, “Hiram? You and the K-9 deputies find us a way around the wall—a stealthy way.” “We … Continue reading

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They had orders to take Outpost Waanaki`

Previously: Once or twice he had to untangle himself from a jack-pine or birch tree—sounding not unlike a flabbergasted Donald Duck. Finally he found the marshals riding at the gallop towards him. “AR-ROOO!!” Daisy bayed, “Incoming Bird-Brain!” The marshals slowed … Continue reading

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