Cattle stealing Daniel Kroff did not like especially on the ranch where he worked
"He ain't that fast...is he?" Dave asked.
"Pretty fast." Scooter warned.
"I wouldn't try if I were you, Dave." Was Daniel's response.
Skeeter sweated, his cheeks twitched, his lips tight. He was nervous. Scooter being unsettled exposed shock. I stared at them sternly. (The brothers had seen that before) My eyes steadfast, my blood flowed fast through my body. Calmly waiting for their first move. It happened, Dave went for his gun. My pistol cleard leather and fired instantly...
About the Author
The author, born in Bridgeton, New Jersey, moved to Lakeland, Florida in 1945. He lived on a ranch, cow punched cattle and worked at a sawmill. He is married and has three children and five grandchildren. Ordained a Baptist minister, he pastored, three churches. After illness, he retired and began his writing career.