Marcy Horn Goodnight knelt in the dirt in front of her burning ranch cradling the head of her murdered husband, Sam Goodnight. Several others had also been killed--- shot by the savage biker gang that had attacked them. She and Sam, her step-father Will Penny and the rest of the people on the ranch had finally fought them off, but the cost had been high --- far too high. Sam and several others had been shot dead and Will was seriously wounded and not likely to live through the night.
Dazed, in shock and wounded herself, Marcy looked down at the man she had loved for as far back as she could remember. Sam Goodnight. Ten years older than her and twice as much man as any other she had ever met. Lying dead now in her arms; killed by a looters bullet!
Marcy Horn Goodnight knelt in the dirt in front of her burning ranch cradling the head of her murdered husband, Sam Goodnight. Several others had also been killed--- shot by the savage biker gang that had attacked them. She and Sam, her step-father Will Penny and the rest of the people on the ranch had finally fought them off, but the cost had been high --- far too high. Sam and several others had been shot dead and Will was seriously wounded and not likely to live through the night.
Dazed, in shock and wounded herself, Marcy looked down at the man she had loved for as far back as she could remember. Sam Goodnight. Ten years older than her and twice as much man as any other she had ever met. Lying dead now in her arms; killed by a looters bullet!