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“Think You Can Handle All Three of Us?” the Three Sisters Asked the Cowboy in His Barn — What Happened Before Dawn Changed the Whole County

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The canyon went dead silent.Clara leaned forward on her horse, her voice desperate as she whispered to Ethan: "Ethan... please. You don't have to die for us. Take your horse and go. He means what he says."Ethan didn't look back at her. He kept his eyes locked straight onto Silas Harrow’s cold face.Slowly, deliberately, Ethan reached up with his left hand and adjusted the brim of his hat."You know, Harrow," Ethan said, his voice carrying clearly across the stone canyon. "My father always told me that men like you are like mountain thunderstorms. You make a lot of noise, you blow a lot of wind, and you try to scare everyone into hiding under their beds."Ethan’s right hand moved like striking lightning.In a fraction of a second, he pulled his repeating rifle from its leather scabbard, levered a round into the chamber with a sharp, blinding motion, and fired straight up at the high ridge!CRACK!The lead slug struck the sandstone right in front of Rourke’s boots, blasting a shower of razor-sharp rock fragments straight into the enforcer's face! Rourke screamed, clutching his eyes as he stumbled backward off the ledge!"Take cover!" Ethan roared!Chaos exploded in Diablo Canyon!

"Kill them!" Harrow bellowed, wheeling his gray stallion around as he drew a nickel-plated revolver from his coat!Rifle fire erupted from the high ridge and the canyon floor simultaneously! The narrow stone walls amplified the deafening roar of black powder, filling the gorge with blinding white smoke and flying lead!Ethan didn't hesitate. He grabbed the reins of Clara’s gray mare, kicked his spurs into his bay horse, and drove their group straight toward a heavy line of fallen boulders on the left side of the trail!"Get down!" Ethan shouted over the roar of the gunfire!Bullets slammed into the sandstone rock face above their heads, sending shower after shower of red dust and sharp stone splinters cascading down onto their shoulders.Ruth dragged Mae off the pack mule, shoving her younger sister into a deep stone crevice between two massive boulders. She pulled her iron pry bar from her belt, while Clara drew a small, silver-plated derringer from her dress pocket—a weapon she had hidden away since leaving their burned homestead.Two Copper Ridge gunmen came charging through the thick white smoke on foot, their revolvers raised!Clara didn't panic. She raised her tiny derringer with both hands, aimed straight at the chest of the lead gunman, and pulled the trigger!THWACK!
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