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Book 1: Blood on the Dust. Part 1: The McBride Massacre

Writer: Photojoe Go
Photojoe Go
Sep 3
2 min read


Part 1: The McBride Massacre


The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting long shadows across the McBride family ranch.

Cole McBride leaned against the wooden fence, wiping sweat from his brow as he watched the cattle graze peacefully in the fading light. It was moments like these that reminded him why he loved this land—the quiet beauty of the prairie, the scent of wildflowers in the air, and the freedom that came with living off the land.


But that peaceful scene shattered in an instant when the thundering of hooves echoed through the valley. Cole's heart clenched with dread as he spotted a cloud of dust on the horizon, growing larger and larger with each passing moment. Gripping the handle of his revolver, he squinted into the distance, trying to make out the figures riding towards them.


Then, with a deafening roar, the gang descended upon the ranch like a pack of wolves. Gunfire erupted, shattering the serene evening with screams and shouts of terror. Cole's family scattered, trying to escape the onslaught, but it was too late. Bullets flew, cutting down everything in their path, and Cole knew in his heart that his life would never be the same again.


Amidst the chaos, Cole fought like a man possessed, his eyes blazing with righteous fury as he gunned down one assailant after another. But for every enemy he dispatched, two more seemed to take their place. Blood soaked the earth, staining it crimson as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the battlefield in an eerie twilight.


Finally, when the dust settled and the last of the attackers lay dead or dying, Cole stumbled through the carnage, his body battered and bruised, his heart heavy with grief. He found his family where they had fallen, their faces frozen in expressions of agony and fear. Tears welled in his eyes as he knelt beside them, whispering broken promises and desperate prayers into the night.


And as the stars began to twinkle overhead, casting their gentle light upon the scene of devastation, Cole made a solemn vow. He would hunt down every last member of the gang that had destroyed his life, and he would make them pay dearly for their sins. For on that fateful night, amidst the blood and the tears, Cole McBride was reborn as something more than a man—he was a avenger, a hunter of justice in a lawless land.

To be continued in Chapter 2: The Path of Retribution...

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