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JACK
This was the stupidest f*****g thing I’d ever done. I stopped outlaws from robbing banks, I didn’t help them. But here I was, riding into town, a loaded gun at my hip. It wasn’t for protection, but to wave in front of innocent people to get what Benson wanted. Money. The only way I kept my horse plodding along beside the others was knowing that this would all soon be over. The plan was in motion. I just had to get through a f*****g bank robbery first. Of course, I had to get away alive. The sheriff in town didn’t know I was a Pinkerton. Hell, I barely remembered that fact. Living with the bastards for a month had made me jaded and mean. I’d forgotten what it felt like to be good. I hadn’t forgotten what it looked like though, for every time I closed my eyes, I saw Lily’s face. I s
