Gunfire increased the deeper into the gorge Cole and his men went. More of it seemed to be coming from the far end, drawing fire from the troopers. Fleming was waving his hand like someone possessed, his teeth flashing white in a face red with rage. “Cole, the horses!”
Keeping low and close to the side of the gorge down which they had ascended, Cole and his men scurried along, finding whatever cover they could, edging their way ever closer to where they had tethered the horses.
Crevis spotted him first, drawing up to a sudden stop, Cole and the others almost crashing into him. Then Cole saw it too and he lowered his head and silently cursed.
Hyrum Vance lay pressed against a rock, eyes wide open, staring into nothing, his torso soaked through with blood. Beyond him, where the Apaches ha
