The gunfight at the OK Corral was a kids’ party compared to this blood bath.
The infamous James brothers, Frank and Jesse rode with the Bloody Bill Morris gang of bushwhacking psychopaths in mid, 19th century America. Among their number, young Archie Clement. Five foot tall, with breath stinking of sour milk, and subsisting on a diet of whisky and nicotine, Archie was merciless in his treatment of anyone crossing him, using his own inimitable method of dispatching them into the arms of their maker.
But Archie couldn’t expect to have it all his own way for ever, could he? Or could he?
This story is one of ten tales contained in Beads of Blood. Buy it now from Amazon.