Just across the boundary of the Reynolds’ property, Johnny sits waiting for Tyler to come closer to where he has positioned himself. He’s been trying to find where Tyler would be riding for three days and now he has an ideal spot to make the kill. There’s no one around except for a few head of cattle. He knows the vultures will make short work of his body even before the Reynolds find him.
Come on damn it, I want to get this over with and head back to the ranch.
After what seems to take forever, Tyler moves into range Johnny knows he can take a killing shot. He begins to raise his rifle and pulls back the hammer slowly to minimize its noise.
Tequila stops, both of her ears stand straight up pointed forward. “What’s the matter girl, what do you see or what did you hear?” As he says these words, Tyler stretches downward over his saddle horn to rub her neck and calm her.
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