The sky was gray as I waited for him to turn up. He was
smart, waiting till I was bored before he spoke.
“Toss the gun over by the cactus!”
Cursing, I tossed my sidearm at the plant. After a few
moments, he came out from behind a boulder, gun trained on me.
“Bluerock, I presume?”
He shot past my ear.
“I do the talking!
I can get you Red Dust, all nice and neat. But he swings for
my crimes too.”
I wiped a raindrop from my cheek.
“Why?”
He looked… Odd.
“Because I’ve already swung for them, before…”
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