Chapter 17
That Which Was Not
Talon started the day as soon as he got back to camp. It was still mostly dark, but the horses he had were mustangs. They would be okay till daylight.
He needed to get as much distance as possible between him and the posse. The work he had done in their camp had been risky. If he hadn’t been desperate he would not have tried it. He hoped it had worked. They would not be wise to follow now. The only ammunition he thought they had was the one round he left in camp.
He couldn’t remember if the guard had been carrying a pistol or not. Even if he had, it would not be enough ammunition to risk a gunfight with. Besides that, he wasn’t their only threat. There were other Indians that might not take well to a lawman wandering around in backcountry either.
If they
