Betsy and I trotted through the town; seeing the townspeople give a respectful nod before they went about their business. I knew the look well. They were frightened by me, they didn’t truly understand, even if they wanted to.
That was all right, though, because I was a reaper, cultivated for a purpose; and that purpose would rain an inferno down upon my enemies. I’d get to the truth, one way or the other, and when I got there—well, there’d be hell to pay.
“Thanks, Samuel Anderson,” I muttered under my own breath. “It might’ve killed you, but you made a decent man out of me. Now I’m the one who’s forever in your debt.”
“Yes, reaper” whispered the breeze in my ears, “you are.”
The End
The Story Continues in Duster and a Gun: The Ties That Bind
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