Jeremiah frowned as Sheriff Bart Carlson strode by. The twin Colt Peacemakers Carlson carried were his source of power. Jeremiah knew he could be every bit as deadly as the sheriff.
Though Carlson lacked deputies, he rejected every overture by Jeremiah. The sheriff made no bones he felt the boy lacked the qualities required of a lawman.
Jeremiah knew the true reason...the old dog feared being shown up by a younger man.
All of that would change today, Jeremiah grinned. He pulled the shotgun from beneath his duster and unloaded into Carlson's broad back. Out with the old...in with the new.