Leave Your Guns At Home, Part 4

Check out Part's 1, 2, and 3  Somewhere in the dead of the night, Ricksin began to win. Liquor flowed, and laughs followed, but soon both dried up as the other men realized how much money they were losing. As it began to be so late it was early, Ricksin possessed a considerable stack of…Read more Leave Your Guns At Home, Part 4

Leave Your Guns at Home Pt. 3

Baldy stared at the bottle in his hand for a minute, then grinned. “Quarter a hand, minimum ante, 3 rounds of betting.” The Bounty Hunter grinned back at Baldy, each stupidly grinning at the other’s misfortune. The barman watched them with a nervous eye, wondering if the four gold coins he’d pocketed were going to…Read more Leave Your Guns at Home Pt. 3

Leave Your Guns At Home, Pt. 2

“Thanks, partner.” The barman handed him the empty shells, the bottle of brandless amber liquid probably distilled from a cactus in somebody’s shack, and a thin little cigar. “Keep the change.” He ambled over to a little table near the bar where he could see most of the restaurant. He didn’t have to look to…Read more Leave Your Guns At Home, Pt. 2