LM #38

CLAY ALLISON threw himself sideways and his revolver flared from the hip – two, three, four times – and they heard the screams outside the window as the shots hit their mark.

The colonel walked slowly over to the tall, green-eyed man.

“Thank you, Señor Green,” said the Colonel formally.

“Los Bandoleros” nearly succeeded tonight.

Once again on a mission as an Express-agent, this time in Bolivia – in a hopeless battle against Los Bandoleros, but also against five of America’s most dangerous gunmen – a battle in where

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