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The Meeting Place

Montana 1891 

Maggie sat on the wagon and looked across the plains. They were out in the open with no cover for what appeared to be miles around. Billy jumped down from the buckboard and took a few steps away before he stretched. It was a long ride and he was tired.

"This doesn't feel right," Maggie stated. She made sure that her katana was close at hand.
"Well, he said he was going to meet us here," Billy said. He scanned the horizon as well. He kicked at the red-painted rock.

Maggie had an uneasy feeling in her stomach; she knew that there was trouble brewing. And whenever she got this feeling, it was more than likely to come true.