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The Black Trail

by James W. Marvin
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The Apache began to turn, a smile of contempt on his face. He died not even certain about what he'd seen. The last image imprinted on his sight was so blurred and so unbelievable that he doubted himself. There was the white man, holding something. A gun? Then there was a flash and a burst of smoke. He even heard the crash of the explosion.Then he was dead.The first barrel of the Purdey spat out its load of ten-gauge shot at less than twelve feet range. The lead ripping into the Apache's head and shoulders, flaying the skin from his face. Pulping both eyes in their sockets. Smashing the teeth in the gums through torn lips. Blasting him back off his feet to lie near the edge of the cliff, feet kicking and fingers scrabbling in the dust as the life poured away from him.
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Series: Crow Western Publisher: Piccadilly Publishing

Kindle Book

  • Release date: February 28, 2013

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  • ISBN: 9781301726158
  • Release date: February 28, 2013

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  • ISBN: 9781301726158
  • File size: 493 KB
  • Release date: February 28, 2013

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Fiction Western Thriller Historical Fiction

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English

The Apache began to turn, a smile of contempt on his face. He died not even certain about what he'd seen. The last image imprinted on his sight was so blurred and so unbelievable that he doubted himself. There was the white man, holding something. A gun? Then there was a flash and a burst of smoke. He even heard the crash of the explosion.Then he was dead.The first barrel of the Purdey spat out its load of ten-gauge shot at less than twelve feet range. The lead ripping into the Apache's head and shoulders, flaying the skin from his face. Pulping both eyes in their sockets. Smashing the teeth in the gums through torn lips. Blasting him back off his feet to lie near the edge of the cliff, feet kicking and fingers scrabbling in the dust as the life poured away from him.
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Fiction Western Thriller Historical Fiction