One double-crossing gang wants to make Slocum danceтАж
SlocumтАЩs high-tailing it alone to TexasтАФin hopes that heтАЩll cross paths with the Double Crosser gang. But on a pit stop, the gunslinger sees a lynch mob chasing down some poor soulтАФand rescues him by the skin of his teeth. So now SlocumтАЩs got himself a new traveling compadre who calls himself Dancer...
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When a fella saves someone from certain death, he expects some gratitude: a round of drinks, a steak dinner, even just a pat on the back. But even though DancerтАЩs grateful to Slocum, sentimentality still isnтАЩt worth squat in the harsh SouthwestтАФespecially where moneyтАЩs concerned. And when it comes time for Dancer to put his money where his mouth is, SlocumтАЩs gotta watch his backтАФand keep an eye on one fair-weather amigoтАж
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