Smiling Charlie By

Max Brand 


Nobody could move a gun faster than Smiling Charlie-except that on this day there was a difference. The devil that was in me had made my eyes faster than human. And while I went for my own gun, it seemed to me that Charlie's hand wasn't lightning no more, but just plain, slow lead. 

Smiling Charlie


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