Written by Terry Alexander

Diablo Seven

Diablo Seven by Terry Alexander

Sullivan reined the gelding to a stop. He stared through the early evening twilight at the two men fussing around the cookfire. “The boys will be here shortly. They’ll want hot food and coffee.” The older man with the battered hat and chin whiskers busied himself with a large stew pot. “Yes, Sir.” The younger
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