this is Deputy Earp and Deputy Tilghman from Dodge City. Do you hear me?"

There was no answer.

"Let's wash off the war paint," Wyatt continued. "Don't make any sense to burn any more powder today."

There was still no answer. Then before Wyatt could say another word, we watched Nate burst from the barn on my horse with Ben's in tow.

"That son of a bitch is taking our horses, Billy," Ben shouted as Nate disappeared behind the barn. We didn't see him again until he had gone about two hundred yards, and then only sporadically as he was careful to keep the barn between himself and our line of sight.

I remember wondering how a man could simply ride off, leaving the bodies of his dead mother and brother behind. My conclusion: this was a ca...

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