About the Book: SUDDEN GOLDSEEKER
The gunman slouched against the bar, two guns hanging on his hips, the holsters
tied. Tense moments ticked by, then he straightened up and raised his glass
Heres to yeller he barked Yeller liquor, yeller metal, yeller?hoe gals and to
hell with green The words struck the room to silence, which was broken shortly
by the scrape of a chair. Then a man spoke. My name is Green, Sudden said
mildly. You wouldnt know, of course. Shore I knew it, and Im saying it again to
hell with green. And his hands flashed towards his guns like outspread talons.
The legendary gunfighter