John Michael Strubhart

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“I don’t think he saved his rifle anymore than we did,” Teasle said. “That’s the kid shooting.” There was one more shot, still from a rifle, and he listened for yet another, but it never came. “He ran around and caught them at the break in the cliff,” Teasle said. “Four shots. Four men. The fifth was to finish somebody. Now he’ll be after us.” He hurried to lead Mitch in the opposite direction from the shots. Ward balked. “Hold it. Aren’t we going to try and help? We can’t just leave them.” “Depend on it. They’re dead.” “And now he’ll be coming for us,” Shingleton said. “You bet on it,” Teasle ...more
First Blood (Rambo: First Blood Series Book 1)
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