The Last Supper
(New Sins of the Old West Book Two)
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Seeing him there, with the dainty China cup before him, it was almost enough to make a fellow laugh. Should that man be brave enough to laugh at August Waters, of which there were precious few men in existence up to such a challenge. To scoff at August Waters required either great courage, a syphilitic mind, or a death wish. The namesake of the Waters Gang was fast with a gun and creative with a dagger. Few men dared laugh in his face. Fewer still lived to tell the tale.