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Pushing through the swinging doors of the Saloon, the piano music faltered. The chatter died down to a low murmur. In the mirror behind the bar, Arthur saw him—the man with the scarred hand, sitting in the corner, nursing a glass of rotgut.
In a flash of motion, chairs scraped against the floor and the crowd scattered. It was the quick and the dead, and Arthur didn't intend to be the latter. The air exploded with the roar of six-guns, smoke filling the room like a specter of the violence to come.
He spun the cylinder. It was time to settle the score.
He wasn't here for the music or the women. He was here for a debt. A shadow from his past had drifted into town, thinking the frontier was big enough to hide in. But the frontier has a long memory, and an even longer arm.