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Silas Kane’s hands wouldn’t stop shaking.
He told himself it was the dust. The cattle-yard grit that crawled into a man’s throat and made his lungs feel like burlap. He told himself it was the heat, too, because July in the Wyoming Territory had a way of sitting on your shoulders like a mean, heavy hand.
But he knew the truth.
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