"David L. Robbins - Endworld 02 - Thief River Falls Run" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robbins David L)

Like now.

The tallest uniform had his rifle to his shoulder when the first shot
splintered his left knee. He shrieked and dropped his gun, staggering when
the second bullet burst his right kneecap, blood and bone spraying his leg.
His eyes focused on the blond gunman as he stumbled to the ground,
silently pleading to be spared.

"You shouldn't have kicked her, pard," Hickok stated sternly. "I noticed
you enjoy inflicting pain. How do you feel now, when the shoe is on the
other foot?"

"PleaseтАж" the man begged.

"Sorry, pard," Hickok said harshly, "but I can't abide people who like
hurting others. There's enough anguish in this warped world as it is."

"PleaseтАж" the tall uniform repeated.

Both Pythons blasted the man into eternity.

Hickok twirled his Colts and slid them into their respective holsters.
"Well, what have we here?" He knelt next to the woman, studying her.
 She was lying on her left side, curled up, her arms held close to her
chest. Her clothes were finely crafted homemade buckskins, embroidered
on the back with a colorful representation of a rainbow. Luxuriant black
hair descended to the small of her back. Her eyes were closed, and she was
breathing heavily, almost gasping.

"You don't sound too good, sister," Hickok commented. He placed his
right hand on her forehead.

The woman was burning up.

"Take your filthy hand off her!" someone shouted in a high, thin voice.
The patter of feet running came from behind him.

Hickok twisted, his left Python already clear, the hammer drawn back,
his finger tightening on the trigger. Only his superb self-control enabled
him to turn the barrel aside at the last possible instant, the shot plowing
into the ground.

The young girl kept coming. An exact copy of the older woman, about
ten years of age, she furiously swung her tiny fists at the gunman as she
closed in, tears streaking her contorted face.

"Leave my mommy alone!" she yelled.

Hickok felt several of her blows land as he bolstered his left Colt and