Gabriel sat crouched behind the bounties tent, waiting for the moment the camp would die down and the posse would head to there bunk rolls. Sat listening to the horrid tales of the crimes they committed, Gabriel could feel his blood boil in his veins and wished the men would go to sleep so he can grab the bounty and get out of here, deep in thought and drowning out there mindless chatter, he didn't see the tall dark cowboy with two very dangerous looking guns walk into camp until he heard the gunshot ring out, a body hitting the dirt and the scramble of guns and shouts as all hell broke loose.