War Of The Mountain Man

Smoke laughed at him. “That’s all horse-crap and you know it, Val. You chose your life-style willingly. So don’t go out with a lie on your lips.”

“I guess,” the outlaw said, his voice weak. He looked around him and laughed bitterly. “All them books them folks back east write about the glamorous life on the hoot-owl trail. They don’t know nothin’. All the outlaws I ever seen, me included, were dirty and hungry and cold and miserable ninety-nine days out of a hundred. But there ain’t no point in wishin’ I could change it, is there?”

“No, there isn’t.”

“Smoke?”

Smoke looked at him.

“You’re a good man, Jensen. You got a good woman. I wish you both the best.”

“Thanks, Val. You want to be buried with your boots on?”

“No. Gonna be hot enough where I’m goin’.” He laid his head on the ground and closed his eyes.

Smoke waited for death to take the man.

“Max?” Sally whispered. She had taken a good-sized chunk of burning wood from the fire and stepped up behind the man. One end of the fire-brand was blazing hot.

Max turned and Sally hit him in the face with the burning end, then jammed the blazing wood into his open mouth. Max dropped his rifle and screamed, backing up. His boot hit a rock and sent him tumbling over the edge of the cliff. He screamed for a thousand feet.

Silence fell over the wilderness.

Sally rubbed her aching ankles and wrists, then set about making fresh coffee and slicing bacon. Her man would be along in about an hour.

Smoke rode into the flats and dismounted. He held his woman in his arms for a long time. She pushed him away and expelled breath. “What took you so long?”

“I buried Val Singer. Are you all right?”

“I am now. Come on, eat. I made fresh coffee.”

The sun burst out of the clouds and mist of mid-afternoon. Sally looked across the fire at Smoke Jensen. “No point in starting out now. We can wait until morning.”

“Oh? You have something in mind?”

She came to him and whispered in his ear.

Smoke took her in his arms. “Now that’s the best suggestion I’ve heard in a long time.”

Table of Contents

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Title Page

Copyright Page

Dedication

Praise

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27