A Western Story, 10 of 10: Another Shooting

Dan found Vicki at the hotel. There was so much fear in her, she could hardly speak to him.

“We can go back to Missouri,” she said hoarsely. Her voice was so strained, she sounded angry.

Dan was half convinced. But then he heard Sheriff Brady’s voice outside. Someone had seen Dan enter the hotel. Dan left the room, descended the stairs, crossed the lobby, and walked out onto the hotel porch. He stepped into the street.

The sheriff faced him. “Drop the gun belt,” He ordered.

“I can’t. I’m not guilty, Sheriff. If you arrest me, you’ll hang me. I won’t get a fair trial.”

“Sure you will,” the sheriff said. “Now drop the belt.”

When Dan reached for the gun belt, it wasn’t clear what he was doing.

The sheriff drew and fired, grazing Dan’s shoulder. Dan fired carefully. The sheriff fell.

Dan and Vicki left the town.

Copyright 2014 George Lowell Tollefson


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