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Tex slid from his saddle, thumbs hooked in his belt. “You forget my Navajo blood, Cuervo. I’ve tracked rattlers meaner than you.”
“Willer,” a voice rasped. “You should’ve stayed in Carson City.” Tex slid from his saddle, thumbs hooked in his belt
El Cuervo fled up the mesa.