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walking straight toward Manny and his men. “I guess you can ask them yourself, ‘cause they’re behind you walking this way.”
                  Manny Welch and his eight men all turned their horses around in unison as if it was something they had practiced for the effect; however, it had no effect on Jess, although John was somewhat nervous. Manny Welch moved his horse a little forward as if to let the two men know that he was the man in charge.
                  Jess looked over the eight men with Manny Welch and they were tough looking men and all of them carried Winchester rifles across their laps. Jess and Bodine removed their hammer straps as soon as they left the café.
                  “I guess you must be Manny Welch,” said Jess smiling at him.
                  “It’s Mr. Welch to you. Are you two the ones responsible for killing four of my best men yesterday?”
                  “Well, if their last names were Heater, Miller, Caldwell and Ross, then yes, we killed them. They all had a legal bounty on their heads and we’re going to file a claim for the money with the sheriff’s office today, Manny,” replied Jess, nonchalantly.
                  “I told you to address me as Mr. Welch. Now who the hell are you two?”
                  “I’m Jess Williams and this is my partner, John Bodine, Manny. The fact that Jess refused to address him the way he insisted got under Welch’s skin, which was exactly Jess’ intent.
                  “Well, then you have a problem because these here eight men have orders to plug you right where you stand.”
                  All eight men started to bring their Winchester rifles up and point them at Jess and Bodine when Jess slicked his pistol out in a blur and had it cocked and pointed straight at Manny Welch’s head. “You’d better tell your men to put those rifles down right now, Manny ” said Jess, looking as relaxed as a man taking a leisurely hot bath.
                  Seeing the blurring speed at which Jess had drawn his pistol, made Manny very uncomfortable. The fact that he was looking down the barrel of a pistol aimed at his head didn’t help much either. One of the men to his left said—“what the…” he never finished what he was going to say. Manny Welch waved his hand that gave his men the unspoken order to lower their rifles.
                  Manny glared at Jess. “You might be pretty fast with that fancy pistol you have, but you can’t possibly think you can kill all eight of my men before you end up in a pool of blood in the street,” said Welch.
                  Jess looked over the eight men again and they were all gunslingers for sure. He looked back at Manny Welch and smiled at him, which only pissed Manny Welch off a little more. “Well, Manny , I have to agree with you about that. I figure between me and John here, we’d get at least four or five of your men before going down in a hail of bullets, but you seemed to have overlooked one little flaw in your plan,” replied Jess.
                  “Really, and what the hell could that possibly be?”
                  “Well, you have to understand something, Manny. See, me and John here, we accepted the fact that we might end up dead before we leave this town and we’re okay with that. We’re prepared to die for what we are doing. So the question really is, are you ready to die today because as sure as I’m standing here, I’m telling you that the minute any lead starts flying, I’m going to put a bullet into your brain before I start killing as many of your men as I can before I go down. Now, if you are willing to accept those terms, go ahead and give the order to your hired guns here to start shooting.”
                  Manny Welch didn’t quite know how to respond. He just sat on his horse and stared at