The Good the Bad and the Pretty Part 4

By Stephen Shypitka

Meet the ecstasy of gold.
Greed and superstition claim the descendants of The Lost Dutchman Mine in modern day Phoenix in this retelling of an urban legend.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Stephen Shypitka
• Release date: Apr 8, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005506049

Stephen Shypitka

Stephen's eBooks have sold across 4 continents in Australia, Canada, Denmark, France, Germany, Jamaica, Netherlands, New Zealand, Poland, Romania, Switzerland the UK and the US. His online success has allowed his work to be noticed, read and savoured with his fiction for our times that turns heads, crosses genres and connects us all. Stephen was born in British Columbia, Canada an alumnus of USC film school in Los Angeles, he has taught the craft and loves to travel.

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The Good, the Bad and the Pretty

By Stephen Shypitka

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Dedication

For Oscar Wilde

CONTENTS PART IV

Epilogue

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

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Epilogue

Blowing desert dust mixed in with the sage and saguaro. Our Apocalyptic riders on horseback. The orange orb hanging low across the desert sky.

In the Superstition Mountains, it was a treacherous climb.

Jimmy's horse reared up. Losing hold of his burro tether as it burned through his hands.

Jimmy's wayward burro, kicking and whining.

Robby screaming like a girl. Long. High pitched. Made Shane’s ears ache.

Gunsmoke from Miles’ Glock. With dead aim, he shot the bucking burro falling off the narrow ledge through the air to oblivion.

Shane on horseback. His finger in his ear. Trying to shake out the ring of Robby’s scream that just finished.

Weaver's Needle pointed like a finger of God.

Miles turned in his saddle.

You said this was going to be easy?

Jonas merely shrugged. A long shadow cast by the natural sundial began to fade by the storm. Blackness rolling in.

Shane took notice.

Any fool who steps in that place deserves to get what's coming to him.

We're not here to strike the mother lode Shane, but find his four-pack burros. Robby was still trying to convince Shane.

Mineshaft after mineshaft after mineshaft above them. Their voices carried. In and out of the wind.

Hey, old man? Shane turned to Jonas. The sun long ago has baked your brain. Echoing across the plateau. "He couldn't find his burros back when they were alive and