I'd notched a dozen kills on my belt, not including Chinamen. But after every showdown, I kept hearing about how Wild Joe was the best gunslinger still alive.
So I got on my horse and headed into Pine Valley to kill Wild Joe.
I guess townsfolk were used to visitors like me, they pointed me towards the saloon. Inside, up the back, looking over the floor, an older gunslinger was drinking with a painted lady.
I strode up and was direct. Told him I was there to kill Wild Joe.
He laughed, as Josephine pulled her gun and shot me.
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