{"product_id":"cathedral-canyon-ken-greenwalt-9781979040181","title":"Cathedral Canyon: The Lost Apache Mine","description":"The two riders would be in the saloon. He ran his hand along the flank of the nearest appaloosa. It was cool and dry-they'd been here for a time.\u003cbr\u003eHere it was, then.\u003cbr\u003eThe wise move would be to get right back on his horse and ride out-a peace-loving man would do that. Walking into the post with riders that had the town on edge would just be asking for trouble.\u003cbr\u003eHe'd changed since the war-he was smarter, less inclined to make rash decisions.\u003cbr\u003eHis legs seemed to have a mind of their own and he cursed under his breath as he found himself stepping through the doorway into the dim interior and walking past the storefront to the rear and the saloon.\u003cbr\u003eSitting at a table with their backs to the wall near the plank bar, two vaqueros watched Steele as he walked in. Steele glanced at them as he walked to the bar and decided he didn't know either one.\u003cbr\u003e\"What I get for you?\" The barman asked in broken English.\u003cbr\u003eSteele swallowed his surprise. Steele had bought supplies from José for over a year and they had never spoken in English before. The man had been beaten recently-he had some scrapes around his mouth and his right eye was swollen halfway shut.\u003cbr\u003e\"Mescal, and a plate of whatever you've got cooking in the back,\" Steele replied in English.\u003cbr\u003eJosé nodded slightly and pushed a bottle and a glass towards him, all the while avoiding his eyes. Steele carried the bottle to a table on the opposite side of the room from the vaqueros and chose a chair facing them.\u003cbr\u003e\"Is it him?\" the younger one hissed to his partner.\u003cbr\u003e\"I think so,\" the older man said quietly. \"The age is right, and he looks ex-army.\"\u003cbr\u003eThe two men spoke in rapid-fire Spanish and Steele didn't bat an eye-they'd assumed as a gringo he couldn't understand them.\u003cbr\u003eSo, the two were looking for him. He hadn't been in the area long and he wondered who they rode for.\u003cbr\u003eThe young vaquero was drinking steadily and that seemed to make the older man edgy. He was keeping one eye on his partner and the other on Steele.\u003cbr\u003eSteele poured a shot from the bottle and drank it, then poured another. José had his attention-the bottle was filled with spring water.\u003cbr\u003eThe barkeep returned from the kitchen with a plate of beef and frijoles for Steele and quickly disappeared again. Jason was hungry, but he ate slowly, keeping his eye on the two without seeming to.\u003cbr\u003eSteele was under no illusions. If the vaqueros sensed an advantage, they would attack instantly. Some men might talk and work themselves up to the task of killing another man, but he judged these two wouldn't hesitate.\u003cbr\u003eHe had seen this kind of thing before-soon they would split up so Steele wouldn't be able cover them both. Their best play might be the younger one walking out the door to the outhouse, and walking back in with his gun drawn...\u003cbr\u003eWhatever plan they cooked up, Steele would lay odds the younger one planned to shoot first. He would be fast, but the older vaquero would take a split second longer to make his shot count.\u003cbr\u003eIn the corner of his eye, he caught the slight nod of the older man to his partner. As the younger vaquero with the string of silver studs got to his feet, Steele also stood up and took a wobbly step to his left towards the front of the store.\u003cbr\u003eNot a word had been said, but Steele's sudden move triggered a reaction-the young vaquero's hand streaked towards his gun.\u003cbr\u003e\"Not yet!\" the older vaquero shouted, but he was too late-the young fool was drawing before they were set, before they had the gringo boxed in. He quickly realized there was no stopping him and he leaped to his feet as he reached for his Colt.\u003cbr\u003eThe younger man was fast-Steele's gun had barely cleared leather when the young man's gun blasted.\u003cbr\u003eA red-hot slug screamed past Steele's right ear and powder grains peppered him.\u003cbr\u003e.....\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eAuthor:\u003c\/b\u003e Ken Greenwalt\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eISBN-10:\u003c\/b\u003e 1979040184\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eISBN-13:\u003c\/b\u003e 9781979040181\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePublisher:\u003c\/b\u003e Createspace Independent Publishing Platform\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eLanguage:\u003c\/b\u003e English\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePublished:\u003c\/b\u003e 12\/14\/2017\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePages:\u003c\/b\u003e 306\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eFormat:\u003c\/b\u003e Paperback\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eWeight:\u003c\/b\u003e 0.91lbs\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eSize:\u003c\/b\u003e 9.00h x 6.00w x 0.64d","brand":"Ken Greenwalt","offers":[{"title":"Paperback","offer_id":48437204812031,"sku":"9781979040181","price":11.95,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0662\/2982\/9887\/files\/img_994e3b4d-1cb4-4582-b9bc-98fd5a75f8e5.jpg?v=1777160479","url":"https:\/\/www.whiterainbookhouse.com\/products\/cathedral-canyon-ken-greenwalt-9781979040181","provider":"WR Book House","version":"1.0","type":"link"}