Cassidy's Gun Leveled at His Breast Meant Nothing

At last, after months and years, the thrilling game of one against one was at an end. For half a minute after the command to throw up his hands, mc kay did not move. And then, with something like a deep sigh from between his lips, jolly roger's body sagged. The dunnage dropped from his shoulder to the sand. His gun fell as if it was the last thing in the world to count for anything now. Mac saw nothing for a space as he raised cassidy's head and shoulders and brushed back the mop of red hair before his eyes. He knew it had killed him because he had never taken a mean advantage of him who died

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