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| by the heels on a gum tree as if I was hangin' a boomer for skinning." |

| A shudder coursed through Sasha, and she edged closer to Ashton, glad to be standing in his shadow. |

| "If you don't get the hell out of here, Ajax, you and every one of your men will be the ones hanging from the heels in gum trees," Crispin said, stepping suddenly into view with twelve armed men, Crispin's revolver cocked and aimed at Ajax's chest. |

| Ashton flipped his revolver from its holster and smiled smugly up at Ajax. "I'm tempted to give the order to shoot every last one of you now, on the spot," he threatened. "That'd keep you from going to the next innocent grazier, forcing him to cooperate with you, forcing him to buy the skin and meats of the kangaroo directly from you and your stinking men. But since I'm not the law, I'm forced to let you ride away." |

| Lightning picked up on Ashton's anger. She began leaping at Ajax's horse, causing the horse to whinny and paw at the ground nervously. |

| "You'd best get that damn dog away from my horse or I'll see to it that no matter what you do to me, the dog'll go first," Ajax warned, his eyes dark with hate. |

| "You're not happy picking on the poor graziers and families on the sheep stations, now you pick on a defenseless pup?" Ashton said contemptuously. |

| Sasha bent and reached for Lightning and held her protectively in her arms. |

| "We'll leave," Ajax snarled, meeting Ashton's stare with one matching in venom. "But stay out of my way, Proffitt. Don't cause me no trouble, do you |

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