Ace Lone Wolf and the One-Eyed Mule Skinner – chapter 7

ed_schieffelin_in_tombstone_year_1880It’s afternoon when I ride into Tombstone. It feels like a lifetime has gone by since I was last here, but the town looks the same. Dust, sagging, unpainted buildings, signs creaking in the wind.

Maybe it was a lifetime. A lot happened after we left here. Getting chased by the Scalphunters, captured by Kosterlitzky, blowing up the General’s hacienda. And let’s not forget Totec’s temple. Was that thing really a god? I hope I never find out. Continue reading “Ace Lone Wolf and the One-Eyed Mule Skinner – chapter 7”

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Ace Lone Wolf and the One-Eyed Mule Skinner – chapter 6

24246509770_2dd9d9606d_bI never do see any sign of pursuit from either the Yaquis or Ike and his idiot partner. Maybe they all bled to death from throwing knives at each other.

Coyote and I head north for the border. I’m still broke but I have my pistols and my hat back. That’s what counts. Luke was right about one thing. The hat does smell. But I reckon that’s from being on his ugly head. I’ll dunk it in a river if I ever see one with water in it.

It’s about the middle of the afternoon and I’m coming up on about where the border should be—no one really knows where, exactly, it is, not even the two governments involved—when I see someone familiar in the distance. Continue reading “Ace Lone Wolf and the One-Eyed Mule Skinner – chapter 6”

Ace Lone Wolf and the One-Eyed Mule Skinner – chapter 5

drunk-148530_960_720The six of them settle in to some serious drinking then. As the bottles get lighter, the mood does too. There’s yelling and laughing, even some snatches of song from Ike and Luke, though those usually end after a verse or two with the men arguing about what the words are.

The drunker they get, the better I feel about my chances of pulling this off. At the rate they’re going, I’ll be able to waltz on in and take anything and everything I want.

Ike wanders off to take a piss, and when he gets back he says, “You know what this shindig needs? A game!” Continue reading “Ace Lone Wolf and the One-Eyed Mule Skinner – chapter 5”

Ace Lone Wolf and the One-Eyed Mule Skinner – chapter 4

640px-pancho_villa_bandolierThe last time I saw Ike Clanton was after the gunfight at the OK corral. He was studded with cactus thorns and headed to jail. I figured he’d be hanged by now. Did he escape?

And what is he doing here?

Instead of shooting Ike on the spot, or maybe running out and stabbing him, the four Yaqui braves come out of hiding, lowering their guns. Which means they’ve been expecting him. Continue reading “Ace Lone Wolf and the One-Eyed Mule Skinner – chapter 4”

Ace Lone Wolf and the One-Eyed Mule Skinner – chapter 3

hatfieldclanThe Yaquis didn’t make much effort to hide their trail. Probably they figured there was no chance I was getting loose and coming after them. They’re going to regret that little bit of carelessness.

I find myself wondering something. Why go to the all trouble of staking someone to an anthill, and then not stay around to watch? It’s not something I’d like to see, but if I was so inclined that way, and I’d gone to that much trouble, wouldn’t I want to be there to see what came of it?

Not that I’m complaining or anything, but it just doesn’t make sense to me. Continue reading “Ace Lone Wolf and the One-Eyed Mule Skinner – chapter 3”

Ace Lone Wolf and the One-Eyed Mule Skinner – chapter 2

3231219735_f955619e1f_bFlame leaps from the end of the Winchester and the rifle bucks in the old man’s hands. Something hot and painful stripes across my wrist.

I holler and jerk my hand back. Hold it up and count the fingers. Look for blood. Continue reading “Ace Lone Wolf and the One-Eyed Mule Skinner – chapter 2”

Ace Lone Wolf and the One-Eyed Mule-Skinner – chapter 1

DSC_0024As soon as the sun comes up, I’m going to be in real trouble.

Why? Because I’m lying on top of a giant anthill. Once the sun comes up, the ants are going to wake up, head outside and do whatever it is ants do all day. At that point, they’re going to find me here and they’re not going to be happy about it.

Lots of stinging will follow.

It’s not the stinging that will kill me. No, it’s the lying stretched out in the summer sun with no water. That’s what will kill me. The stinging will just make it worse. Continue reading “Ace Lone Wolf and the One-Eyed Mule-Skinner – chapter 1”