Chulo came to the bar in Galveston for a quiet beer, but soon he had a fight on his hands. He had barely made it outside when some old goat was crying on his shoulder, begging him to rescue his daughter, who's been dragged off to the bayou country. Chulo was no manhunter, but he couldn't handle and old feller who cried: he took the job.
Used availability for Wes Calhoun's Natchez Guns
September 1999 : UK Hardback
November 2000 : UK Paperback