EON

Someone called Muloc asked me about my life. You should have heard what kind of lies I told him! I did pretend I barely knew how to write! This life story is going to be a masterpiece! If to be an outlaw means to choose to do without the laws and, to oppose, mostly by force, all forms of power whatever moral, political, material or religious, not everybody is able to be an outlaw. Whoever decides to live away from the rules established, is, before anything else, a rebel, attracted to great ideals, with a desire to change the world, to escape from misery and enjoys the utmost of a hot, burning freedom. The morning preparation Dirty story, this hold up! It should have gone smoothly. The plan was to empty the Russeville’s bank saffety deposit box with a Shofield pistol in her hand. No biggy for her! But it turned badly : she had underestimated the sheriff who had been running after her for months. After an intense shooting, she just had time to flee. Today is a another day : after a beauty sleep she sure is going to find a way to make it up. The poker invitation. When reading the local paper and planning her next move, the telephone starts ringing. Jessie James is organizing a poker tournament. She thinks it would be a good way to make easily a few dollars. The arrival at the bar. Before starting the game that is supposed to last a good part of the night, Jane needs to relax a bit. She decides to pay a visit to her friend Butch and have a drink. The rendez-vous. At Butch’s, she meets Kenny. He has not changed, still as profound as before. Did you notice my new brushing ? I tried a new color. Nice, hey ? Let the poker game start ! She joins the gringos at the table ; Suspicions. The game turns to Billy’s advantge (the man with a cowboy hat). He enjoys an insolent luck, Billy ! Minute gentlemen ! Quinte royal flush ! When the game turns wrong Now Jane starts understaning : our dear cowboy swiftly manipulates his chips and smuggles some away; Jane : you are going too far, Billy, here, nobody pulls the strings to cheat ! Leave the money, you, plate-licker ! Otherwise, it is going to cost you an arm and a leg ! But jane, it is a misanderstanding ! In a fit of anger, jane challenges him to a duel. The duel. Jane has decided to finish up. Tonight, either one of us has to die, and it won’t be me ! The runaway. Bill dies with a single bullet from that woman who shoots faster than her shadow. Poor guy ! Jane leaves, her loot in her hands, to new adventures.