“Tom stood and cautiously walked over to where the thief lay. He kicked the Colt away from the dirty, lifeless fingers and muttered, “You made me waste a perfectly good breakfast, you manure-headed son of a bitch…” AdventureWesternCowboyCattle Drive Book:Undaunted Source: Undaunted
“Shut it, right there, or I’ll give you a hole that won’t shut.” He pointed the Colt at Clinton, clicking back the hammer.” GunThreatWesternOne Liners Book:Unreconstructed Source: Unreconstructed
“They collided, and rolled toward the precipice. Loose rocks shifted beneath them, causing a small avalanche that carried the two ragged enemies plunging off the edge towards the abyss below.” WesternClimaxCliffhanger Book:Unreconstructed Source: Unreconstructed
“I’d prefer ‘Bonnie Blue Flag’, if you take requests…” Tom had turned and rested his elbows on the bar. His hand was inches from the Colt. These were the men he was looking for.” WarWesternConfederateShowdownSaloonQuickdraw Book:Unreconstructed Source: Unreconstructed
“Now, if you don’t know ‘Bonnie Blue Flag’, then ‘Dixie’ will do nicely…” Tom began, cocking the pistol. Jesse stared, mouth agape at the carnage in the room. “NOW PLAY!” Tom exploded.” WarWesternConfederateSaloonShootout Book:Unreconstructed Source: Unreconstructed