The Six-Gun Solution (TimeWars 12) - Page 69
“ Shit!” cried Lucas. “It’s an ambush! Come on!”
They started running.
Up on the roof, the riflemen suddenly stopped shooting.
“What in the hell.” one of them said. staring down at the street.
“Where’d they go?”
“Shoot, God damn it!”
“At what?”
“Son of a bitch! Where in hell did they go?”
“I don’t know! One minute there they were, and then they were Just
… gone!”
“Check the street, for God’s sake! They gotta be down there somewhere!”
“Where? We can see the whole blamed street from here! They plumb vanished!”
“I’m gettin’ outta here.”
“Wait…
“You wait! I ain’t stickin’ around for the Earps to come and see what all the shootin’ was about.”
“Heck, me neither!”
“I just can’t understand it. We had ’em right in our sights! Where the hell did they go?”
Lucas and Andre suddenly stopped short.
“Holy shit,” said Lucas.
One moment, they’d been running down a dark street in the middle of the night, with bullets whistling past them. Suddenly, the shooting had stopped and it was broad daylight, around two or three in the afternoon.
“We’ve crossed over!’ Andre said, looking all around her. They were about half a block away from the Grand Hotel. Nothing looked d
ifferent, except that in a matter of a few steps, they had moved from night into day, from one timeline into another.
“We’ve got to go back.” said Andre.
“And get our asses shot off?” Lucas said. “Besides, how do we know if we can go back?”
“You’re hit!” Andre exclaimed, seeing the blood on his shoulder.
Lucas shook his head. “It’s just a flesh wound. I’m all right.”
“Damn,” said Andre. “What happens now?”
“Shit,” said Lucas, looking down the street. “I’m afraid I know.”
She followed his gaze. Wyatt. Virgil and Morgan Earp, together with Doc Holliday, had just stepped off the sidewalk on Hafford’s Corner. Virgil Earp was carrying a cane in his right hand. Doc Holliday held a shotgun in one hand and his nickel-plated Colt in the other. Morgan Earp held a six-gun at his side. They started walking north on Fourth Street, heading across it diagonally toward Fremont Street. And with them was the Montana Kid.
Jenny ran down Fourth Street, past Hafford’s Corner and Spangenberg’s Gun Shop, heading toward Fremont. The Aztec Rooming House, where Finn Delaney lived, was on the corner of Fremont and Third. She held her skirts up as she ran, past the Post Office and around, The corner of the Capitol Saloon. Turning left on Fremont. She ran past the Papago Cash Store and Bauer’s Meat Market, with the alley between it that led to the back entrance of the O.K. Corral, which fronted on Allen Street. She passed the Assay Office and Fly’s Boarding House, past the vacant lot between Fly’s Boarding House and Photo Studio and the Harwood house, and she was almost to the corner of Third and Fremont when she heard the shots.
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