I backed my truck around and pointed it up ridge towards the silo silhouetted in my headlights. I grabbed my phone and called back to camp. My client Josh answered and I could tell by the edge in his voice he was on pins and needles waiting for my call. “Go and get your walletContinue reading “All for One”
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Trophy Bull Track
My radio broke squelch and the traffic was for me. “Floyd, this is Kenny, you have your sidearm with you?” I told him I did. My 1911 pistol, was nestled in its holster on my shoulder rig, along with the rest of my gear in the back cargo area. I had debated leaving it homeContinue reading “Trophy Bull Track”