Slaughter Gulch
Slaughter Gulch, fitting name for a pisspoor boomtown. A boomtown with no gold they say. Some old fool sloshed a pan of gold dust and the town sprouted up overnight. Not another goddamn speck was found. A year from now tumbleweeds will be the only thing crossing this rutted street.
Still, your horse could use a rest and you haven't had a stiff drink in days. Besides that, anyone worth his salt knows the real wealth is to be found in the town itself, not the godforsaken hills. Slaughter Gulch may be small, but it's brimming with opportunities and New York dollars.
It's also brimming with prying eyes.
Still, your horse could use a rest and you haven't had a stiff drink in days. Besides that, anyone worth his salt knows the real wealth is to be found in the town itself, not the godforsaken hills. Slaughter Gulch may be small, but it's brimming with opportunities and New York dollars.
It's also brimming with prying eyes.