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for me downstairs,” he ordered the shaking Jasper, and he closed the door.
    “Please don’t go down there!” she cried. She felt fear – real fear. And for the first time – it was for Red.
    “I have to go. Don’t worry, honey. I’ll be okay.” The truth was, he didn’t know if they’d be okay. He knew the priest was there for his band. He had probably caught wind of the Government’s plans here in Rock Ridge and figured there must be shifters involved. Anyway, if he needed help, he could always get it from Kearny.
    No one could blame Red for thinking that the Cavalry would come to his rescue, and it should have been true. However, having already fulfilled the Major’s need for him, by telling him where the girl was, Sheriff Red Granger was no longer needed in the scheme of the Great Councils plans… And the Priest was called upon to do the dirty deed.

Jasper barely had time to know he had been shot, before his lifeless body dropped to the ground in front of the stairs leading to the street in front of the saloon. One single shot bore through the center of his forehead, before blasting out of the back side of his skull.
    Red’s number one man was dead – Sending him back into the saloon and looking for cover.
    “What the hell do you want, Roberts!?” Red, yelled out to the street.
    “I want you, Sheriff!” The man answered back. He was tall and thin – dressed all in black, with his hat pulled down, concealing his angry eyes. “I want your badge… Your services are no longer needed here; and I was sent to deliver the message. Now you can either come out here, and face me like a man, or I can come in there and git ya’!... What’s it going to be, Red?”
    Seeing no other thing he could do – Red walked through the hanging double doors and down into the street, facing the man dressed in black.
    It was cool that morning – when the Priest put a bullet in the shifter sheriff’s chest. Red’s pistol hadn’t even cleared leather; and now he lay in the street, presumably dead.
    Miss Jessica Lily held him in her arms, kissing his face. “No, No, Red, don’t die! Don’t die!” …

 
    To be continued in Book two of the ALPHA SHIFTERS SERIES
    By PAMELA MASTERSON
    http://www.pamelamastersonromance.com/