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Read the Conclusion of Reefer Ranger!
[Start with the introduction to the series.]
The explosion rippled like a chain of firecrackers, until eventually fumes from the kerosene combusted into a fireball that lit up the night like high noon. The concussion, followed by a wave of heat, launched him headlong into the furrows of marihuana.
“Santa Maria.” A rider, tossed by the explosion, landed yards from McCutchen. Shock registered on the dazed revolutionary's face as he realized a chewed up gringo leveled a pistol directly at him.
Without another thought the Ranger dispatched him. “Mary can’t help you. The time for prayer is over. Judgment has come.”
McCutchen picked up a burning splinter of the wooden doors and limped around the edge of the field, lighting the last stalk of each row on fire as he went. He arrived at the bonfire, pleased to see the Winchester waiting for him. Holstering his Colt, he clutched the rifle in his hands.
“No gods. No prayers. Only justice.” He reached inside his duster and clutched the old woman’s amulet. He’d intended to throw it into the fire, but thought against it.
He continued his uneven progress through the blazing field of cañamo—a single, sinister silhouette cutout against the flames he left behind him. The alarm sounded for retreat. The remaining Villistas gathered in clumps along the road and lashed their horses toward the west and south.
McCutchen reached the great stone gates as the surviving Huertistas scattered, gathering whatever horses they could. Right inside the gate, barking orders, stood the man the Ranger had hoped to find. While the man waited impatiently for his horse to be brought to him, McCutchen limped steadily forward.
His clouded thoughts could think only one thing. Justice demanded to be paid in blood. The marihuana-fueled lawlessness of Mexico would not reach Texas while he drew breath, and he was breathing now.
At thirty paces, the bandit turned to face him. A charred rinche recently back from the grave several times over was the last thing he expected, and the sight clearly unnerved him. McCutchen wanted to be sure before he shot the man down, so he let the bandit leader draw first.
Steel flashed and gunpowder flared, but the bullet went wide. More importantly, as McCutchen drew his .45 he knew with a certainty he'd been fired on with his own gun. From twenty-five paces he pulled the trigger and put one bullet in the Mexican bandit’s eye.
He took back his stolen Colt and used it to shoot the man who delivered the ringleader’s horse. The horse snorted but didn’t bolt. McCutchen recognized a mutual spark burning in the beast’s eyes.
“Whoa there,” he calmed the animal. “You’ve got a new boss now.” Hoisting himself up with the horn, he swung his injured leg over the horse’s rump. Then he stroked the animal's neck. “Chester V, that’s what I’ll call you. Now hyaw!” He lashed the animal with the reins and galloped out the front gate.
As he mounted the little knoll, he stopped to look back at the carnage outstretched below him. “La Cucaracha indeed. Everybody knows it’s the roach that lives in the end.” He spat and turned to go, now at a walk. The next day, reports would reach Brownsville of a great battle at Nuevo Santander. Many dead and many wounded. Nobody would ever know a rinche had started it, or that a rinche had finished it.
END of Episode One
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