Besides “Galway” Mike, who was reading the Pahrump County _News_ behind the bar, there were three men in Mike’s Place. One of the three was a stranger. He sat drowsily at the corner table, hat pulled over his eyes, whisky untasted. The other two stood at the bar. The tall, dangerous man who had a rattler skin about his white Stetson was speaking:…
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