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The skeleton had the fastest draw west of the Pecos. Too bad he was such a lousy shot.
He was a big man, broad of shoulder, slim of hip. His Stetson was crimped Texas-style, over slate-gray eyes that impassively had seen much good and more evil in their twenty-six years.