Silver Canyon

GUNFIGHTER'S REVENGE

I found the old man as he lay dying in a niche of rock near the spring, his body riddled with bullets. His eyes rested on mine as I went down on my knees beside him. "You," he gasped. "I leave all I have to you, Matt Brennan. Never to sell -- never to give up!" So I had been given a ranch, but I had lost a friend. For the first time in my life I really wanted to kill, wanted it so much that my hands shook...