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eBook Category: Science Fiction/Historical Fiction
eBook Description: Three gun-slingers ride into a ferocious mountain blizzard, in pursuit of the Robin Hood Gang. There's a bounty on the gang leader--returning with his head will mean a fortune in gold for J.K. and the Sierra Kid. But the renegade pair have no idea their new companion, Carl Rhein, is a time-traveler--one with a bloody plan to change history.

eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: Pulp Eternity Magazine, 1998
Fictionwise Release Date: August 2003

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Words: 1764
Reading time: 5-7 min.
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Weaving among the lodgepole pines upholding a low gray sky, three horsemen rode up a mountain ridge into the raw edge of a storm. Carl Rhein brushed snow off the broad, sagging brim of his white hat and sank his yellow-stubbled chin deeper into the sheepskin collar. Thank God for his longjohns. When J.K. and the Sierra Kid had spotted them, he'd had to tell his pardners it was a fancy new Eastern cloth.

"Christ in a whorehouse!" J.K. hollered suddenly. "You're a fool, Rhein, trustin' a Mex--"

"Silence!" Carl Rhein said, just loud enough for the other two men to hear over the wind. "You want to start an avalanche?"

He'd found J.K. and the Sierra Kid in a Sacramento saloon, where his benefactor had brought him. He'd choked on tobacco smoke and the reek of long-unwashed bodies in sweat-soaked wool. J.K. was especially filthy, with a straggly beard streaked by chaw-dribble. His whiskey breath could've peeled paint. The smells made Carl dizzy, but his benefactor, a tall, pale, elegantly dressed man, didn't seem to notice.

"I wish to hire you gentlemen," the benefactor said to J.K. and the Sierra Kid. The outlaw pair sat in the far corner, backs against the wall; Carl's benefactor didn't seem to mind having his back to the door. "I would like to hire you to join Mr. Rhein in tracking and killing the leader of the Robin Hood Gang."