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There is definitely more to be told here. And so the story continues...
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Later that day.
Having just finished his rounds, Buck was headed toward the saloon when
he spied a familiar form lounging in a chair outside the town watering
hole. The lone figure appeared to be deep in thought, his attention focused
on a group of women gathered across the street from the saloon. Never
one to pass up an opportunity to engage in a little mischief, Buck decided
to take
While Buck was busy trying not to make any noise, he failed to notice
that his quarry had surreptitiously vacated his seat. Glancing up
to confirm that he was closing in on his prey, the ladies man was surprised
to find he was alone on the boardwalk. He hurriedly scanned up and
down the street, trying to locate his intended victim. All he saw
were the women on the other side
"Damnit, Vin," the older man cursed. "You just took three years
off my life." Quickly composing himself, Buck asked, "How'd you do
that?"
With a twinkle in his eyes, the tracker shrugged noncommitally and then
changed the subject. "Quiet night?"
Buck chuckled softly at the bounty hunter's obvious evasion of his question.
Knowing Vin was not going to give him an answer, he dropped the subject
and addressed the question put to him. "Yeah, guess the troublemakers
decided to call it an early night for a change." Noticing the tracker
was once again eyeing the group of women, Buck added, "Seems the ladies
have patched up their differences. When I was making my rounds, I
overheard some of what they was talkin' about. Trouble is brewin'
with that bunch. Better watch your back, pard."
The tracker raised an eyebrow at the possibility that Buck might have
some information about what the fanfic writers had been discussing for
the past hour. "Yeah? What are they up to this time?"
"From the little I overheard, that group is set on bringing you down
pard."
"Ahh, hell," the buckskin clad man grumbled. "I figured they was
up to somethin'; I just didn't count on 'em bein' after my hide again so
soon. Did you get any details?"
Buck felt nothing but sympathy for his friend and tried to soften the
blow his news was sure to bring to the tracker. "Well, I didn't hear
too much about the plans. I mostly heard the new gal tryin' to coax
Maggie into going ahead with some plan that has to do with a rope bridge."
A puzzled look crossed the tracker's face. "New gal? You
mean the quiet one, Diana?"
"Well, I don't know about quiet, but yeah, it was that Diana gal.
All them ladies, Mog, Kim, Penny, and Judy were trying to convince Maggie
that since she proved to them that she was still evil, it was time to continue
with some plans she's had in the works for a while. That new gal
seemed to be voicing her opinion the loudest. Cassie was the only
one who wasn't too keen on Maggie's plans."
The bounty hunter sighed. "They give you any clue as to when this
is gonna happen?"
Buck cast a worried look at the gathering across the street and then
back at the tracker. "Pard, I don't think now would be soon enough
for them gals. They was chompin' at the bit, if ya know what I mean."
Buck's brow became furrowed into a frown, as if he was mulling over a problem.
"You got somethin' else you wanna tell me, Buck?"
Buck sidled over to Vin and put his arm around his shoulder. "You
ain't afraid of heights, are ya, pard?"
Tanner fixed an icy glare on the writers as he felt a twinge of fear
deep in his gut. "Damn," the tracker cursed. "I think I need
a drink."
"I think I'll join ya. Before this is done, I think we're both
gonna be wishin' them gals never came to town."
"Whatta ya mean gonna? I already regret ever knowin' 'em."
Vin winced as if in pain. "I'd feel safer facing the odds we had
at that Seminole village than I do facing even one of them. Let's
go get that drink and hope that maybe they'll come to their senses."
Buck snickered. "Not likely, but a drink might help ease the pain."
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Okay Maggie, let's not keep the boys waiting.
advantage of his friend's preoccupied state and sneak up on him.
As he attempted to quietly creep up on his unsuspecting friend, he concentrated
on his steps, making sure he didn't give away his position.
of the street. Disappointed that he wasn't going to be able to
pull off his prank, Buck turned toward the saloon entrance but was startled
when a quiet voice whispered in his ear, "Loose somethin', Buck?"
