The Wagon Train Diaries...3
The Wagon Train Diaries...3
Eric Skye shrugged, his blunt, rough features giving away nothing.
"Are you going to do it?’ asked someone standing in the shadows of wagon train 23. "Are you going to hang Charlie Brooks for murdering those kids and his wife."
"If I do it, Alastar Brown might have me swinging."
"He will have you arrested, I have no doubt about that," said the man hiding in the shadows. "But when we reach the nearest town, the entire train will come to your aide. How can we allow this to happen?"
"What about Charlie’s sister?"
"Audrey is caring for the surviving child," replied the man in the shadows. "She will be too busy to know what’s going on."
"When do we do this?"
"Well, we ran into a stroke of good luck."
"That Indian scout set off to get a better look at Dead Crow’s Valley, and the train has stopped here for a day awaiting his return," said the whisper in the shadows. "This will give us the opportunity to hang that butcher!"
Eric Skye was the perfect traveler chosen to be the hangman. In several different capacities, Eric had proven himself to be cunning, aggressive, and very good at whatever job he does.
That was the main reason the travelers on the wagon train had chosen him. The other was an ability to remain expressionless. He was the only traveler that never confided in any one. He would hang Charlie Brooks, and if no one saw him, he would carry that secret to his grave. In other words, he was the perfect hangman.
"I’ll hang him tonight."
"I’ll let the others know," said the whisper in the shadows.
Eric shook his head. His face remained blank. The man hiding in the shadows was not surprised by the hangman’s expressionless face. He was just more concerned about tangibles. He wanted Charlie Brooks to hang for the killing of six children and their mother. Charlie was a monster, and the only way to destroy a monster was to set another monster after it. Eric Skye was that other monster. He was a predator so fierce that no other living creature could face it and live. He was the perfect hangman...
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