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They chose the cellar. Inside, Tex found sacks of stolen army payroll, a theatrical ghost costume made of bedsheets and phosphorous paint — and the real killers of five men.

Tex stepped from the shadows. "Evening, Sheriff. Ghosts don't usually carry Winchester '73s."

As he tied the last prisoner, Tex looked up at the stars. "Superstition's a weapon, Kit. So is greed. But the truth? That's a faster draw than either." Tex Willer Pdf

That night, hidden among the mission's ruins, they watched. At midnight, three men in crude war paint and cavalry cloaks emerged from a hidden cellar below the old altar. They chanted nonsense syllables, lit candles — then another man came forward: Sheriff Bullock from Tombstone.

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Bullock reached for his gun. Tex's Colt .45 cleared leather first — a single shot sent the sheriff's pistol spinning. The others froze when Kit's rifle clicked from the bell tower.

The sun bled red over the Arizona desert. Tex Willer reined in his palomino, Navajo, and studied the tracks below the canyon rim. Five riders — shod horses, one dragging a hoof — headed toward the abandoned mission at Mesa Roja. "Evening, Sheriff

Kit dismounted, touching a dark stain on the sandstone. "Blood. And... wax?"