Back Death Rattle
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

She made the introductions. “This is Mangas, our shaman and chief. He wants to bless the town, to dispel the evil spirits you have released here today. This is very important to them, Captain. Major Stiles and his men have defiled Apache land. A cleansing ritual must be conducted, which will ward off any other evil spirits that may try to inhabit their lands in the future. The ceremony will not take long, but you may want to have the people of the town go inside their homes. It may not be something they wish to witness.”

“What, exactly, are the Apache going to do?” Franchard asked.

“As part of the ceremony they must scalp all of the outlaws, even those who are still alive. The bodies must then be burned while the religious ritual, which includes a sacred dance, is performed.”

“Not exactly a Sunday church meetin’,” Franchard said.

“What Stiles’s men did here wasn’t exactly Christian,” Maggie said.

Franchard turned to her. “I’ve got no objections,” he said. “It’s up to you and your people, Maggie, how they want the prisoners to die, but die they will. One way is as good as the next, to me.”

She turned and addressed the other women of Magdalena. “Anyone object if the men who invaded our home, murdered our menfolk, and raped us are scalped and burned?”

No one spoke up.

“There’s your answer, Tom,” Maggie said.

“Sounds like we just saved ourselves a burial detail,” Sergeant Finley said.

“There’s one more thing Chief Mangas asks of you,” Bina said.

“What’s that?” Franchard said.

“They want to know if they can have the dead horses. The Apache waste nothing, Captain. They have use for the meat, skin, organs, and bones. Even the teeth.”

“Tell ’em to help themselves, with our thanks,” Franchard said. “My men will assist them in butchering the animals, and his braves are welcome to borrow our wagons, if they agree to return ’em, to haul the meat back to their people.”

Bina translated Franchard’s words. The chief nodded.

“If the chief doesn’t mind, I have a favor to ask of him,” Franchard said.

“What is it?”

“What do they do with the scalps?”

“Since they did not make the kills,” Bina said, “they cannot keep the scalps. They only take them during the cleansing ritual. Typically, the scalps are burned in a separate fire, but only to dispose of them. Once removed, they are no longer a part of the ceremony. Why do you ask?”

“I have use for ’em,” Franchard said.

Bina spoke in Apache to Mangas. He nodded again.

“The scalps are yours,” she said.

The Apache warriors began collecting wood from the stockpiles at each building and assembling a large pyre in the middle of the town square. Franchard signaled to Sergeant Finley, and the Rangers began to help.