Buzzards circled over Leadfield. Their forms silhouetted by the rising sun. The scent of death was heavy and ripe on our nostrils but we didn’t pay it much mind. We had already been hardened to the smell. The road to Leadfield was littered with the cold corpses of honest, hardworking folk. Only men. The bandit gang under Bill Duffy that had taken the town as their sanctuary only killed men. The women they took as hostages back to their lawless sanctuary. It had gone on long enough. A posse of more than fifty men gathered from all over Clearwater County to ride on Leadfield. Many of the group had lost wives and daughters. Myself included.
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