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At the blacks the supplies he felt he would need He borrowed ca equipment plus two rifles, and despite Tom's offers for help, Roy refused any assistance

"Please stay in town and protect the people here Sara and the boys should be safe with the McAllister family, but I need you to watch out for them Tom"

"You can count on me, Roy What's your plan?"

Roy paused and stared at To"

"Roy, didn't you serve in the Arainst the likes of the Dixon gang"

"Tom, I once killed one-hundred and thirty-three Gerave me some stupid medals for bravery And you knohat? I didn't have a plan that day either Those Germans killed the best friend I ever had at the ti has burned Sara's faretting soets in their way; just like those Gerht now, and I' war on the Dixons"

Tory side of the mild spoken and shy Roy Folsom Not to mention, Tom was surprised to learn the news that Roy killed one-hundred and thirty-three Ger the war He suddenly felt like he did not really know Roy Tom could see his friend was quite serious and displayed nerve To to say except I've got your back covered"

"No Tom, do as I asked and protect my family"

Tom nodded in silence Roy patted the blacksood friend To into the blacksmith shop out of breath He bent over at the waist and placed his hands on knees Once he caught his breath, he looked up

"Seven riders co fast; it looks like the Dixon gang"

Roy looked at Toon or any of the equipirl and tie her to the post outside, just in case I need to give chase Make sure two canteens are strapped to the side Stow the rest of this ao to war Tom"

Roy loaded several boxes of rifle shells and arabbed his father's pistols and belted the up the Winchester, Roy ratcheted the cha shells into the side loader When it was full, he pulled the handle closed and gently released the harimaced