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Reaper was about to showdown with Billy the Kid.
He lifted Ruechari into the saddle. "You will stay here. I will be but a moment, Darling," he drawled, sarcastically.
He smiled at her as he turned away.
A shiver went through her. His touch was like ice through her veins.
Reaper turned one last time to look at her as he turned the corner to walk into the street.
As he walked into the street, he glanced up at the town clock, high on the steeple of the church.
11:55.
The Kid was standing in the street, in front of the saloon.
"I thought you had chickened out," he yelled upon seeing Reaper.
Reaper stood in the middle of the street.
50 feet stood between them.
He pulled a match across his chin stubble and lit the cigar hanging from his mouth.
"I was thinking the same 'bout you, Kid. Didn't think you would want to die again."
"Not in the plans. One time is enough for me."
Reaper tossed the lit match to the dusty street.
4 minutes to 12.
"Still time to high-tail it out of here, dark man."
Reaper shook his head.
"I will be leaving before the clock chimes for the 12th time."
The Kid nodded.
"I have a feeling you will."
He took off his hat and wiped his brow.
"Nervous?" Reaper asked.
The Kid put his hat back on.
"Not really. Just wondering what you are going to do, now that your prisoner has surely escaped."
Reaper smiled at the thought.
"She won't get far. I have a special spell on her."
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A New Destiny
ParanormalIf you have been following the Busted Gulch story here at the Storytellers Saloon then you know Ruechari has been selected for a special destiny...yet to be revealed. Having grown up in the KitKat Nation. Chief DamagedGoods was the only father she h...
