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intend to be the one to collect it.”
“Well, thanks for letting everyone else know about that,” said Jess.
“It won’t matter much after I put a few slugs in your chest,” replied Dixon.
“You’re going to end up dead just like your brother did. You can’t beat me and you should know that.”
“Well, you never really know for sure. I’ve been doing a lot of practicing getting ready for you and I taught my brother Galt everything he knew about using a six-shooter. I’m twice as fast as he ever was.”
“Even if you were three times as fast as your brother, you will still end up just as dead as him if you draw down on me,” replied Jess.
“I only have one more question for you, Mr. Williams, is your friend over there going to be involved in this matter?”
“No, he’s going to be busy enough watching everyone else in the room who might want to collect the blood bounty that you were nice enough to let them all know about,” replied Jess, as he slowly handed John Bodine one of the cut-down shotguns. “John, watch them close because ten thousand dollars will make a man do stupid things.”
“Sure thing Jess, I’ve got your back,” replied John. “And now that that’s out there, every gunslinger for miles around will be coming into town to collect that kind of money.”
“Yeah, but like you said before, it might work to our advantage.”
“I agree with that, but now that it’s really out there, it kind of feels different somehow,” replied Bodine.
“Well, they won’t be looking for you and those who will be looking for me will have a bounty on their heads,” replied Jess.
Hal Dixon was tired of listening to Jess and Bodine talk. “Hey, I’m getting tired of waiting, let’s get down to business.”
“I guess you are in a hurry to die, Mr. Dixon. I’ve tried to talk you out of this just like I did with your brother, so go ahead and make your play,” replied Jess.
Bodine moved away from Jess and kept the cut-down shotgun leveled at the crowd in the bar. Hal was staring into Jess’ eyes looking for any signs of fear. He found nothing but a darkness that seemed strange. He went for his gun and actually got it almost completely out of its holster when he felt two slugs ram into his chest. He stumbled backward a few feet and dropped his pistol on the floor. Clutching his chest he looked over at Jess and gurgled, “Damn, I hate to admit it, but I never even had a chance, did I?”
“No you didn’t, and I tried to tell you that just like I tried to tell your brother,” replied Jess.
Hal Dixon wavered a little and then he just fell flat forward and onto the floor. All the other men in the saloon slowly started to pick up their banter and the barkeep sent one of the men over to get the undertaker to come and get Hal Dixon’s lifeless body. Jess looked over the crowd and didn’t see any threats in anyone’s eyes, but he left his hammer strap off just in case. John Bodine gave Jess his shotgun back and poured both of them another drink.
“It won’t take long for the story to get around about the ten thousand dollars on your head,” said John.
“No, it’s already out there, but this will spread it like a wildfire in a dry field. I bet it won’t take more than a few hours before everyone in town knows about it,” replied Jess.
Bodine looked at the cut-down shotguns that Jess had stuck in the back of his holster. “I think I’m going over to the gunsmith in town and get
“Well, thanks for letting everyone else know about that,” said Jess.
“It won’t matter much after I put a few slugs in your chest,” replied Dixon.
“You’re going to end up dead just like your brother did. You can’t beat me and you should know that.”
“Well, you never really know for sure. I’ve been doing a lot of practicing getting ready for you and I taught my brother Galt everything he knew about using a six-shooter. I’m twice as fast as he ever was.”
“Even if you were three times as fast as your brother, you will still end up just as dead as him if you draw down on me,” replied Jess.
“I only have one more question for you, Mr. Williams, is your friend over there going to be involved in this matter?”
“No, he’s going to be busy enough watching everyone else in the room who might want to collect the blood bounty that you were nice enough to let them all know about,” replied Jess, as he slowly handed John Bodine one of the cut-down shotguns. “John, watch them close because ten thousand dollars will make a man do stupid things.”
“Sure thing Jess, I’ve got your back,” replied John. “And now that that’s out there, every gunslinger for miles around will be coming into town to collect that kind of money.”
“Yeah, but like you said before, it might work to our advantage.”
“I agree with that, but now that it’s really out there, it kind of feels different somehow,” replied Bodine.
“Well, they won’t be looking for you and those who will be looking for me will have a bounty on their heads,” replied Jess.
Hal Dixon was tired of listening to Jess and Bodine talk. “Hey, I’m getting tired of waiting, let’s get down to business.”
“I guess you are in a hurry to die, Mr. Dixon. I’ve tried to talk you out of this just like I did with your brother, so go ahead and make your play,” replied Jess.
Bodine moved away from Jess and kept the cut-down shotgun leveled at the crowd in the bar. Hal was staring into Jess’ eyes looking for any signs of fear. He found nothing but a darkness that seemed strange. He went for his gun and actually got it almost completely out of its holster when he felt two slugs ram into his chest. He stumbled backward a few feet and dropped his pistol on the floor. Clutching his chest he looked over at Jess and gurgled, “Damn, I hate to admit it, but I never even had a chance, did I?”
“No you didn’t, and I tried to tell you that just like I tried to tell your brother,” replied Jess.
Hal Dixon wavered a little and then he just fell flat forward and onto the floor. All the other men in the saloon slowly started to pick up their banter and the barkeep sent one of the men over to get the undertaker to come and get Hal Dixon’s lifeless body. Jess looked over the crowd and didn’t see any threats in anyone’s eyes, but he left his hammer strap off just in case. John Bodine gave Jess his shotgun back and poured both of them another drink.
“It won’t take long for the story to get around about the ten thousand dollars on your head,” said John.
“No, it’s already out there, but this will spread it like a wildfire in a dry field. I bet it won’t take more than a few hours before everyone in town knows about it,” replied Jess.
Bodine looked at the cut-down shotguns that Jess had stuck in the back of his holster. “I think I’m going over to the gunsmith in town and get
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