The next street over also was a busy street and ran parallel to Cherry Creek. He kicked Eagle into a trot and went down the street, glancing into each saloon door until he saw what he wanted.
He finally saw a saloon with two large bat-wing doors and could see it was a large saloon with a rear entrance on the road that paralleled Cherry Creek. Joshua quickly spun Eagle around and launched him toward the saloon entrance. He drew his pistol and fired in the air, and all the men at the bar saw him darting toward the doors and quickly jumped back away from the long mahogany bar. Lying low over Eagleâs neck Strongheart went through the doorway at breakneck speed and galloped the depth of the saloon and tore out the doors at the far end, went to his right, crossedthe road, and jumped a hedge down into Cherry Creek, turned left and ran full speed for a mile.
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The three ambushers did not know what to do, as Joshuaâs move caught them so suddenly. They finally sped down the street, around the corner, and they ran north, the direction heâd angled when heâd exited the bar. It took them an hour before they unraveled his trail south on Cherry Creek, but many more hours before they found out heâd left Cherry Creek and doubled back heading north.
Strongheart rode well into the night putting Denver and Auraria behind him. He knew that these three characters obviously hired to assassinate him would also know he was headed north into Montana territory to meet with the Lakota. Joshua, however, would plan his own meeting with them.
He could have taken the railroad, but Strongheart knew that these men would keep coming if somebody wanted him dead that badly. They also needed an intelligence report on this obvious conspiracy, so he decided he had to capture at least one of them alive. He was well into Wyoming territory when he picked his place to confront the trio, an area with cottonwoods and other large trees off to the north of the trail. It was in a sort of natural bowl about an eighth of a mile east of the north-south trail with lush grasses for horses to graze, plenty of trees for firewood and shelter, a fast-running stream, and out of the prairie wind, so Joshua knew he would find the remains of many campfires, which he did.
The investigator, simply using common sense, knew these three riders would make camp in this small grove. Strongheart quickly rode through the grove of trees making his plan. He then moved downstream and set up his owncamp, got what supplies he needed from his saddlebags, and went back to the camp area, leaving Eagle there grazing near the creek. He simply knew the three ambushers would not be able to resist the camp area.
It was not an hour before the three appeared, stopped out on the road and, like he suspected, immediately rode toward the trees. Strongheart stayed back in the trees, watching. They picked one of the first campfires, which even had some firewood stacked near it. They watered their horses and let them graze on the lush green grass along the stream bank.
Charlie Lombardi immigrated to New York City when he was a small boy from Sicily, Italy. His family was very traditional and tight knit. Mano Nera
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the Black Hand, was a secret organization that began in Naples in the seventeen-fifties. Charlieâs father was in the process, with some friends, of reviving it in the eastern United States as a secret extortion organization, which would eventually evolve into the modern-day Cosa Nostra, commonly referred to as the mafia. His father had gotten a strong start with his friends, extorting protection money from any family and business he could detect a weakness in. That was the environment Charlie grew up in and was a big part of his character now.
He fell in with Texas Tom Hardcastle and George âOinkâ Johnson. Texas Tom should have been named Texas Tom Hardcase instead of Hardcastle. Texas Tom grew up near Austin, Texas, and
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