The first shot from the sheriff's Colt took his ten gallon hat clean off his head. Edward ducked down quickly, dropping under the kneeling banker. Big Hoss, his partner in crime, was down too, kneecaps busted by the deputy's firearm. The sheriff aimed at Edward again, but he wouldn't shoot at him with the banker in the way now, would he?

"Get out of the way, Morgan." Sheriff Clancy Rollins spat out a wad of tobacco. "The reign of the Gator Boys ends today."

"Fuck you, Rollins." Big Hoss yelled, ...