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Dead Man's Brand

出版	Black Dog Books, 2011
ISBN	188444914X9781884449147
URL	http://books.google.com.hk/books?id=i-d0rgEACAAJ&hl=&source=gbs_api

註釋"His horse plodded along laboriously up the steep grade, snorting now and then with the effort, and his narrowed blue-gray eyes studied this high country--mountains jumbled together in broken, uneven folds with the rock jutting bare and jagged from their sides. Almost at the top of the grade, Tully pulled up and sat looking back down the trail. There was no movement. Tully hadn't expected to see anything, but he would very much have liked to. For someone had been following him for the last three or four hours. Below him, his horse stamped and snorted in protest. And then a voice, directly behind him, said softly: "I figured you'd hole up about here." Tully sat rigid, a trickle of sweat running down clammily across his cheek. "That's right," eased the voice. "That's the way to act. Just sit nice and quiet. And now you can slide that carbine a mite forward."--Back cover.