Blind-sided
He could see the tip of the hat brim in the doorway of the balcony across the street. Just over the top of the ridge of the mercantile store's roof, he caught a glimpse of another hat. That meant at least two men were waiting to kill him in cold blood. Ike Murdo knows that awaiting him upon his arri…
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