By Lee Hoffman

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He'd won the handle in a hundred wild shoot-outs. Loco never had to look for trouble, he just drifted into it. But this time it came out of the blue when a bullet dropped his horse from under him. He looked up into the barrel of a stranger's gun - and heard the click of the hammer being cocked. Being Loco, he just started to get mad...(summary)
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