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The trip from Hayes City to Dodge was long enough on horseback, but by stage coach it seemed endless. There were only two passengers, besides me, and after the first hour on the road we stopped talking. Just sat there in silence waiting for the ride to be over. Id been up late the past couple of nights, so I braced myself into the corner of the coach and fell asleep. I vaguely remember the stage pulling to a stop and somebody shouting. But I came fully awake when the door was jerked open and a man behind a bandanna stuck a shotgun in my face. |