He grabbed her wrist and prised the weapon from her fingers, ignoring her other hand that clawed at his to try to retain the trophy. Then I tucked it nice and snug under the saddle-bag. “Twenty-two. “I just came to you and put myself in your hands. To his consternation, she was holding an unwieldy, ugly-looking pistol, all wood and tarnished steel, with both hands about the butt. ’ She bit her lip, frowning.
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