He had no strength to lift a gun, no strength to hold a gun even, nor did he dare risk Marta's life by allowing her to use his gun. There was in his mind no thought of fair play, for there was nothing fair about any of this. It was murder, ugly and brutal, that they planned.
They had not thought of fair play when they ambushed him. Creet hadn't thought of fair play when he lured Gay Thomason into a chance at his back while Indian Frank sneaked up with his knife. If he was to save Marta and the ranch he had worked for, it must be now, and by any means.
(from "Valley of the Sun," by Louis L'Amour)
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