HELL HATH NO FURY (A Jess Williams western novel) Read Online Free PDF Page B

refill your glass and enjoy it,” replied Jess.
                  Annie looked at Jess like he was plumb loco, but Jess was not taking his eyes off Lovett and he kept his body in front of Annie to keep her protected. “Are you loco?” asked Annie.
                  “What do you mean?” asked Jess, not turning around to look at her.
                  “You’re going to get into a gunfight with that man and you’re willing to pay for his drinks?” asked Annie.
                  “Well, I’m a really nice man and quite generous too,” replied Jess.
                  “Well, I think you should give me your money and let me spend it a little more wisely for you,” retorted Annie.
                  “I suppose telling you to shut up won’t do me much good, would it,” replied Jess, a frustrated tone in his voice.
                  “If you did, I’d slap you a good one,” retorted Annie.
                  “Seems like you got a real mouthy woman there with you,” said Lovett. “I can think of a much better use for her.”
                  “Yeah, like that would ever happen, Mister!” retorted Annie.
                  Jess thought about sticking some cotton in his ears at this point, but he was getting ready to get involved in a gunfight at the moment. He just shook his head. Lovett finally finished up with his second drink and went to reach for the bottle.
                  “I wouldn’t do that,” said Jess, staring down at him.
                  “Yeah, and what are you going to do about it?” replied Lovett.
                  “Like I said, I’m going to put a bullet in you and collect the bounty money on your head,” replied Jess. “Now, if you won’t grab that gun of yours, I’ll just plug you anyway. Take your pick because I don’t really care either way.”
                  “You know what, Mr. Williams? When our little dance is over with, I’m going to show that woman of yours to a real good time and I’m guessing she ain’t going to like it much either,” replied Lovett.
                  “I guess if I’m dead, it won’t matter much,” replied Jess.
                  “He’s not getting anything from me,” exclaimed Annie.
                  “Annie, would you just keep your mouth shut?” asked Jess.
                  “Don’t tell me what to do!” exclaimed Annie.
                  Just as Annie said that Lovett went for his gun, figuring Jess would be distracted by her yelling in his ear right behind him. It was in fact distracting to Jess, but not enough to slow him down. Lovett felt the slug from Jess’ pistol tear through his chest before he even got his gun all the way out of his holster. Lovett stumbled back and fell against the wall, slowly slid down and then he fell over. His head hit the bar, holding him up a little, but he was dead. Jess replaced the spent cartridge as he turned to Annie who was finally silent and with a look of amazement on her face.
                  “What?” asked Jess. “I told you from the start I was going after him for the bounty on his head.”
                  “It seems you left out the little part about just killing the man instead of trying to take him into custody,” replied Annie. “And, I never saw any man draw a pistol that fast before. I mean, I didn’t even see you draw it out of your holster. How did you get to be that fast with a six-shooter?”
                  “A lot of practice and, of course, this ain’t your ordinary pistol. And if you’ve been reading about me in those dime novels, you’d know that I never bring them in alive—ever,” replied Jess.
                  “And what about what you said to him about me?” asked Annie.
                  “What are