Curse of Dead Man's Gold: A Walt Slade Western

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Marked for murder! The killer looked at Slade from the end of the bar. In a moment, he knew, the big Texas Ranger would leave the saloon and enter the dark streets of Sanderson. The killer smiled. Death was waiting out there in the quiet evening. Waiting for Slade. Nothing could stop it . . .

Inside the shack, three outlaws whirled toward a sound, hands going for their guns. Slade threw himself sideways against the wall, slipping out both his Colts. The lamp smashed against the floor and the room went black. Slade crouched by a table, holding his breath. It was the most dangerous moment of his life. Risk a shot and theyd have him pinpointed in a murderous crossfire. Stay silent and, sooner or later, theyd close in and cut him to pieces. . . .

El Halcn had been up against some dangerous men in the past, but had he finally met his match