Friday, February 14, 2025

No back up in the Irish

    "Mister, I have work to do. If you've come here hunting trouble, step right in and get started. If you aren't hunting trouble, I'd suggest you get on down the street while you're all in one piece."
    Shanaghy had a light hammer in his hand and he knew what he could do with it. Long ago he had learned how to throw a hatchet or a hammer with perfect accuracy. He knew that before Drako could put a hand on his gun, he could have that hammer on its way. And once thrown, Shanaghy would follow it in. It was a chancy thing to do, but he had been taking such chances all his life.
    Drako hesitated, then reined his horse around. "I'll see you again!" he blustered, then rode off.
    "You do that," Shanaghy called out. "Any time, any place."

(from The Iron Marshall, by Louis L'Amour)

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