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Chapters (68)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Page
  3. Dedication
  4. PART ONE - SOLDIER
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. PART TWO - RANGER
  29. Chapter 24
  30. Chapter 25
  31. Chapter 26
  32. Chapter 27
  33. Chapter 28
  34. Chapter 29
  35. Chapter 30
  36. Chapter 31
  37. Chapter 32
  38. Chapter 33
  39. Chapter 34
  40. Chapter 35
  41. Chapter 36
  42. PART THREE - GUNFIGHTER
  43. Chapter 37
  44. Chapter 38
  45. Chapter 39
  46. Chapter 40
  47. Chapter 41
  48. Chapter 42
  49. Chapter 43
  50. Chapter 44
  51. Chapter 45
  52. Chapter 46
  53. Chapter 47
  54. PART FOUR - HOME
  55. Chapter 48
  56. Chapter 49
  57. Chapter 50
  58. Chapter 51
  59. Chapter 52
  60. Chapter 53
  61. Chapter 54
  62. Chapter 55
  63. Chapter 56
  64. Chapter 57
  65. Chapter 58
  66. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  67. Teaser chapter
  68. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

They watched the tall Ranger captain’s back all the way down the main street to the livery stable. He went in, nodded to the attendant, and then set down the bottle and glasses and began digging through a large stack of hay.

Pritchard and Ditch looked at each other again, puzzled. Franchard uncovered three wooden crates. One of them was small, and the two other considerably larger.

“Take a look, boys,” Franchard said. “I brung along some supplies for our Mexican vacation.”

Pritchard and Ditch knelt and examined the crates. The smaller one contained five hundred rounds of. 44 caliber ammunition. The larger crates contained dynamite.

Pritchard and Ditch accepted the glasses handed to them by Franchard. He poured three generous shots of whiskey. They clinked glasses and drank.

“Still think I’m interested in takin’ prisoners?” Franchard asked, wiping his mustache on his sleeve.

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Chapter 34

“That’s three of ’em, all right,” Pritchard said.

“You’re positive?” Ditch asked.

In response, Pritchard just looked at his friend and said nothing.

“Just askin’,” Ditch said sheepishly.

A trio of Triple B hands were seated in a small cantina, speaking with two Mexican men. It was after dark, and Pritchard, Ditch, and Tom Franchard watched them enter from a different cantina across the street. Ditch was carrying his Henry rifle, and Franchard a double-barreled coach gun.

Pritchard had wanted to cross the Rio Grande and enter Mexico immediately, to continue the pursuit, but was talked out of it by Franchard. He explained to Pritchard and Ditch that their best bet was to remain in Del Rio for a few days and wait until a few Triple B hands returned.

Franchard informed them that Winston Boone made his money by rustling horses and cattle in Texas, herding them over the Rio Grande, and selling them to the Mexican army. The BB&B outfit would be expected to continue delivering stolen American stock, regardless of what troubles the rustlers had created for themselves in the United States with their attack on the stagecoach station house. If not, the Mexican government wouldn’t continue to grant the men of the Triple B the unofficial asylum they enjoyed below the border; sanctuary they now required to escape the hanging justice above it.

Franchard believed that small parties of Triple B hands would be sneaking back into the U.S. to scout for herds of cattle and horses to rustle. When a potential herd was located, which could be at any ranch or stockyard from El Paso to San Antonio, all the way south to Laredo, the scouting party would split up. Part of the crew would remain in Texas to keep an eye on the targeted herd, while the others would return to Mexico to alert Winston and the rest of the hands. The entire outfit would then meet up at a prearranged location on the U.S. side of the border to commit the stock theft.