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He didn’t have to wait long. A man appeared around the back of the barn astride a large chestnut stallion. He wore a black cowboy hat pulled low and dark sunglasses, a flannel shirt, and dark jeans. Black leather chaps covered his legs. He trotted his horse toward the gate, one hand on the reins. His right hand stayed loose.
Hell and Gone
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