The Shadow Riders Page #3

we'll find them.

Mac, I don't want

you havin' a run-in

with Miles Gillette.

You might kill him.

[snickers]

Why don't you stay here

with the folks?

I'm gonna ride over

to the Sparks' place

and talk to Shorty.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

Somebody ought to stay

with Ma and Pa.

You just find out

who did it, Dal.

Be ready to ride.

[horses neighing]

[bell ringing]

[snorting]

Dal? I'll be doggone.

Everybody had you

dead and buried

for dang near a year.

Good to see

you're still kickin'.

How are you, Miles?

You got any idea

who hit our folks' place?

And all we know

is a band of renegades

swept through

about a week ago.

Hit about

a half a dozen places

in the county,

then just disappeared.

Eh, how many of 'em?

Oh, about a dozen of 'em,

from what I heard.

Armed to the teeth.

Had some wagons with 'em.

Some of 'em full of grain,

others were carryin'

prisoners.

Where were you

when all of this was goin' on?

I was down in Converse,

runnin' down a prisoner

of my own.

That's, kind of,

out of your territory,

isn't it?

Yep, a ways.

But I wanted

to see this man locked up.

Happens he was a kin

of yours, your Uncle Jack.

Dal, even if I'd been here

when the renegades

come through,

there's nothin'

I could have done about it.

You could've gone after 'em.

They didn't leave much choice.

Said anyone tried followin',

they'd find nothin'

but bodies.

Dal?

Hello, Frank.

Sorry you had to come back

to somethin' like this.

Appears

they hit your place, too.

Happens I was out

at your folks', with Kate.

We were engaged, Dal.

Gonna get married.

We all thought you were dead.

Pa said

they were headed south.

Yeah, pulled out

about four days ago.

I got a feelin'

you're goin' after 'em.

Mac's out at the place now.

He'll ride with me.

Sharp's. Take 'em.

Knock the stripes off a skunk

from 500 yard.

Thanks, Miles.

[horse neighing]

I'm sorry.

She's a hell of a woman.

[seagulls cawing]

[cattle mooing]

[waves crashing]

[horses neighing]

[gasps]

I want to go home.

I know, Heather. We all do.

Why hasn't someone

come to help us, Kate?

Someone has to come.

We can't count on that.

[whispering]

We've got to do it ourselves.

How?

I'm gonna talk to Jesse.

Do you think they'll let you?

Only one way to find out.

Watch yourself, Kate.

[cattle mooing]

Hold it.

How're the girls holdin' up?

They want to go home.

Kate, if they take

us all to Mexico,

we don't have a chance.

Maybe this'll help.

Where'd you get that?

From Dal, when we were kids.

I keep thinkin'

I'm gonna look up someday,

and there he is.

He's dead, Jesse.

I don't believe that.

He's too ornery.

[horse neighing]

I might need some help.

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