Outlaw Trackdown
“The tip of the knife penetrated an inch or so, no more, enough that blood welled and began to mix with the honey. “There. That should do it.”
Fargo had winced at the sting but didn’t cry out.
“Blood and honey, both,” Hoby said. “If that doesn’t bring somethin’, nothin’ will.” He wiped the tip on Fargo’s pants and gave the knife back to his brother. “Any last words?”
“Be looking over your shoulder.”
Hoby blinked and laughed and clapped Granger on the arm. “Did you hear him? Why c...an’t you be as funny as he is?”
“I’m just me,” Granger said.
“See?” Hoby said to Fargo, and laughed harder. With a little wave, he sauntered off.
The outlaws fell into a discussion that ended with the Cottons and Timbre Wilson climbing on their horses. Hoby gave another wave to Fargo, whooped for joy, and rode off with them in his wake.MoreLess
Fargo had winced at the sting but didn’t cry out.
“Blood and honey, both,” Hoby said. “If that doesn’t bring somethin’, nothin’ will.” He wiped the tip on Fargo’s pants and gave the knife back to his brother. “Any last words?”
“Be looking over your shoulder.”
Hoby blinked and laughed and clapped Granger on the arm. “Did you hear him? Why c...an’t you be as funny as he is?”
“I’m just me,” Granger said.
“See?” Hoby said to Fargo, and laughed harder. With a little wave, he sauntered off.
The outlaws fell into a discussion that ended with the Cottons and Timbre Wilson climbing on their horses. Hoby gave another wave to Fargo, whooped for joy, and rode off with them in his wake.MoreLess
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