Bandits Laugh at a Farm Girl, Unaware She’s the Sharpshooter Who Defeated a Notorious Gang

in the Rolling Hills of Montana territory 1878 a young woman's gentle hands could milk a cow at dawn and shoot a playing card at 50 Paces by dusk Mary Winchester had learned to handle a rifle before she could write her name but when the notorious Black River gang rode into town they mistook her for just another farmer's daughter that mistake would cost them everything before we jump back in tell us where you're tuning in from and if this story touches you make sure you're sub described because tomorrow I've saved something extra special for you the

autumn sunrise painted Shadow Creek Valley in Hues of Amber and gold as Mary Winchester completed her morning chores her callous hands moving with practiced efficiency at 22 she possessed the kind of beauty that turned heads at church socials but it was her other Talent the one carefully hidden beneath flower dusted aprons and practical workdresses that truly set her apart inside the Winchester Farmhouse medals and Mark manip certificates lay carefully wrapped in oil cloth tucked away in a Cedar Chest beneath quilts and winter blankets they bore the name of Captain James Winchester decorated Army Scout and

legendary Marksman of the seventh Cavalry Mary's father what few people knew was that half of those Awards rightfully belonged to his daughter a lady doesn't advertise such things her mother Sarah would say adjusting Mary's Bonnet before Sunday services but Sarah Winchester had been gone on 3 years now taken by the fever that swept through Shadow Creek in 75 leaving Mary to manage the farm alongside her father until his own passing last winter now the farm was hers alone along with her father's Legacy and his most precious gift the Winchester model 1873 rifle that had earned

him his reputation the rifle hung above the stone fireplace its brass fittings gleaming in the Morning Light Mary glanced at it as she moved through her morning routine measuring coffee into the battered tin pot the weapon was as much a part of her as her own hands though few besides her father had ever seen her handle it in Shadow Creek she was simply Mary Winchester that quiet girl who made the best apple pies at the church social and somehow managed to keep her father's Farm running after his passing Sheriff Thomas Davidson was one of the

few who knew her secret he'd been there the day 10-year-old Mary had first outshot every man at the county fair competing under her father's name while wearing boy clothes now he occasionally called on her skills discreetly when situation required a steady hand and a sharp eye your father taught you well he'd say careful never to speak of it in public shame you were born a girl you'd have made one hell of a deputy this morning like every morning Mary had risen Before Dawn the farm wouldn't run itself and appearances had to be maintained she fed

the chickens milked the cows and checked the fence line all while keeping one ear tuned to the road that wound through Shadow Creek Valley rumors had been circulating about the Black River gang moving North from Wyoming territory leaving a trail of robbed banks and grieving widows in their wake 3 days ago Sheriff Davidson had stopped by Under the pretense of buying eggs they hit the bank in Fort laramy he' said quietly helping her gather eggs from the hen house killed two men word is they're heading this way following the Old Stage route might be looking

to Winter in Montana territory his eyes had drifted to the rifle above the fireplace might be will need your particular Talent soon Mary had simply nodded continuing to collect eggs as if they were discussing nothing more significant than the weather but that evening after the sun had set and the nearest neighbor was too far to see she'd taken her father's rifle down from its place of honor in the fading light behind the barn she had methodically put 30 rounds through a playing card at 50 Paces just as her father had taught her the card when

she retrieved it had a hole precisely through its center now as she carried a basket of fresh eggs toward the house the sound of approaching horses made her pause through the the Morning Mist she could make out five Riders approaching along the Valley Road their horses were trailor but good stock and their rifles were wellmaintained not the usual rough necks or Drifters who occasionally pass through Shadow Creek Mary adjusted her apron and brushed a strand of Honey brown hair from her face the very picture of a hardworking farm girl but her eyes sharp as a

hawks had already counted weapons noted firing positions and marked the leader a tall man with a distinctive scarred saddle and a cult Peacemaker worn high on his hip the Black River gang had arrived in Shadow Creek Valley and they had no idea they were being watched by the deadliest shot in three territories the riters Drew closer to the Winchester Farm their horses hooves kicking up small clouds of dust in the crisp morning air Mary kept her movements deliberately unhurried as she gathered her egg basket allowing a slight Tremor in her hands that had nothing to

do with fear and everything to do with appearances her father's voice echoed in her memory let them underestimate you Little Hawk there's power in being unseen morning miss the leader called out reing his horse to a stop at her gate up close she could see the scar that ran from his left temple to his jaw a detail that matched Sheriff Davidson's description of Marcus scarred Jack Harrison the Black River gang's notorious leader wondering if you might spare some water for our horses been a long ride from Wyoming of course gentlemen Mary replied pitching her voice

higher than normal playing every bit the nervous farm girl the Well's just there by the barn help yourselves she gestured with her free hand mentally noting how the morning sun would be in their eyes if they faced the barn a detail her father had taught her to always consider as the men dismounted Mary caught fragments of their whispered conversation easy target living alone known neighbors for Miles her fingers itched to reach for the rifle inside but she forced herself to remain still timing her father always said was as important as aim the youngest of the

gang barely more than a boy with Sandy hair and ill-fitting clothes approached her directly awful dangerous for a lady to be out here all alone he said trying to sound worldly but coming across as rehearsed lots of bad men about these days oh I manage well enough Mary answered allowing a slight Quaver in her voice my father taught me everything I need to know about running the farm before he passed your father scarred Jack had moved closer his Spurs jingling against the packed Earth would that be James Winchester by any chance Mary clutched her egg

basket tighter letting genuine surprise show on her face you knew my father the gang leader laugh was cold as a mountain stream knew of him Captain James Winchester the famous Scout man could shoot the whiskers off a cat at 100 yards or so they say his eyes narrowed also heard he had quite a collection of metals Army commendations valuable ones made of pure silver the air seemed to grow thicker as the other gang members spread out in a loose circle around her Mary counted the seconds between their movements noted their positions remembered the lessons drilled

into her since childhood second nature her father would say the rifle's just an extension of your eye your breath your will I'm afraid Youk be disappointed Mary said her voice steady despite her deliberately hunched shoulders the Army took back all official medals when he passed regulations they said it was a lie the medals were still in their chest along with enough ammunition to hold off a small army her father had always believed in being prepared scarred Jack stepped closer close enough that Mary could smell tobacco and trail dust now see that's interesting because we heard

different heard the famous Captain Winchester's collection was quite intact when he died including that fancy presentation rifle the Army gave gave him his hand drifted toward his gun seems to me a young lady living alone might feel safer with some protection for a fair price of course Mary took a step back playing her role I I couldn't possibly I mean I don't boss one of the other men called out found tracks out back of the barn fresh ones someone's been practicing their shooting scarred Jack's expression hardened that right been keeping up your father 's habits

have you girl just just scaring off coyotes Mary stammered her mind racing ahead like a chest player seeing the endgame father insisted I learn the basics but I'm hardly any good can barely hit the broadside of a barn truth be told the gang leader studied her for a long moment then smiled a predator's smile that never reached his eyes tell you what why don't you show us what you can do got a playing card here he pulled one from his vest pocket the Ace of Spades worn and creased hit it at 20 paces and we'll

ride on no trouble Miss and well he let the threat hang in the air women alone in the territories need protection after all we'd be happy to provide it for a reasonable share of the Farm's income Mary let her lower lip tremble I I really couldn't oh but I insist scarred Jack's hand now rested openly on his gun consider it a friendly competition in memory of your father preparing and narrating this story took us a lot of time so if you are enjoying it subscribe to our Channel it means a lot to us now back

to the story The Morning Sun climbed higher over Shadow Creek Valley as Mary Winchester faced her unwanted visitors the egg basket still clutched in her trembling hands but the trembling wasn't from Fear it was from the effort of restraining herself five targets she thought clinically all bunched together confident in their superiority her father would have called it a tactical mistake well girl scarred Jack held out the playing card his scarred face Twisted in a mocking smile surely the daughter of the famous Captain Winchester isn't afraid of a friendly shooting match Mary allowed herself to Flinch

at his tone I I'll need a rifle she said her voice deliberately uncertain fathers is inside above the fireplace Billy scarred Jack nodded to the youngest gang member escort the lady make sure she doesn't try anything foolish his hand remained on his Colt a casual reminder of the threat beneath his words as Mary LED young Billy into the house she noticed things her father had taught her to look for how the boy's gun belt was worn too loose how his trigger finger twitched nervously how his eyes darted around the room instead of staying focused amateur

mistakes her father would have said mistakes that got men killed the Winchester rifle gleamed above the fireplace exactly where it had hung since her father's passing Mary reached for it with deliberate awkwardness making a show of nearly dropping it Billy stepped forward to help just as she'd anticipated careful there miss he said his voice cracking slightly that's a mighty fine weapon to be treating so rough is heavier than I remember Mary murmured letting him take it from her hands as he examined the rifle with obvious admiration she used the moment to reach beneath the side

table where her father had installed a hidden compartment inside lay a small box of custom ammunition rounds they had crafted together perfectly weighted and balanced for long range accuracy this is the presentation model isn't it Billy asked running his fingers along the engraved Barrel heard tell the Army only made three of these father was very proud of it Mary said softly slipping a few rounds into her apron pocket he used to say a rifle like this was more than just a weapon it was a responsibility something flickered in Billy's Young face respect perhaps or memory

my paw was a shooter too before the fever took him taught me a bit but he trailed off then seemed to remember his role his expression hardened come on then boss is waiting outside scarred Jack and his men had arranged themselves in a loose semicircle they'd positioned the card the ace of spades on a fence post exactly 20 Paces from where Mary stood an easy shot insultingly so her father had her hitting targets at four times that distance before she turned 12 now remember scarred Jack called out hit the card and we ride on miss

his hand patted his gun meaningfully well let's just say we'll have to make other arrangements Mary made a show of fumbling with the rifle nearly dropping it again it's been so long she said her voice trembling father would be so disappointed the gang members laughed crude and confident maybe we should move the target closer one suggested triggering another round of laughter Mary raised the rifle deliberately holding it wrong stock not quite seated stance slightly off she could feel her father's voice in her head correcting her form as he had thousands of times breathe Little Hawk

the rifle's just an extension of your eye she squeezed Ed the trigger the shot went wide splintering the fence post 6 in to the right of the card more laughter looks like Youk be needing that protection after all girl scarred Jack said starting forward now about our Arrangement wait Mary said quickly father always said he said I should get three shots for practice please she let her eyes fill with tears just to be sporting scarred Jack paused then spread his arms magnanimously well boys what do you say should we give the lady a sporting chance

the gang members grinned and nodded clearly enjoying the show only young Billy looked uncomfortable still holding the rifle case he'd carried out from the house Mary took her second shot this one hit the fence post on the left side of the card closer but still a clear Miss she heard more derisive comments saw the gang members relaxing even further there hands had drifted away from their weapons after all what threat could this clumsy farm girl pose Last Chance girl scarred Jack called out better make it count Mary took a deep breath centered herself and remembered

her father's most important lesson sometimes Little Hawk the best shot is the one they never see coming in one fluid motion she shifted her stance feet planted perfectly rifle tucked tight against her shoulder cheek welded to the stock before the gang members could register the change she squeezed the trigger the Ace of Spades didn't just fall it exploded into perfect thirds the pieces fluttering in the morning Breeze the morning air crackled with tension as the shredded pieces of the pl card drifted to the ground for three heartbeats no one moved then scarred Jack's hand flashed

toward his Colt but Mary was already in motion the rifle pivoting with fluid Grace toward the gang leader I wouldn't she said her voice transformed gone was the trembling farm girl replaced by something harder forged from countless hours of practice and her father's Relentless training I can put a bullet through your gun hand before you clear leather and unlike that playing card I won't need three tries the gang members froze their confident smirks replaced by uncertainty as they realized their sit situation Mary Winchester stood before them transformed her stance perfect her aim unwavering every bit

her father's daughter the morning sun caught the rifles brass fittings making them gleam like fire you played us scarred Jack said his scarred face Twisted with rage this whole time my father taught me more than just shooting Mary replied keeping the rifle trained on him while remaining aware of his men's positions he taught me that sometimes the best Advantage is the one they give you themselves her eyes flickered to the others hands where I can see them gentlemen Billy be a deer and collect their gun belts the young gang member hesitated looking between Mary and

his boss in that moment of indecision one of the other men a weathered character with a red bandan made his move his hand dropped to his holster but before he could grip his weapon Mary's rifle cracked the man's hat flew off his head a neat hole punched through its crown that was a warning Mary said calmly the rifle already back on scarred Jack the next one goes lower Billy the gun belts please this time Billy moved carefully collecting weapons from his stunned companions Mary noted how he handled the task efficiently with a familiarity that suggested

his own father had indeed taught him something about proper gun handling before the fever took him you won't get away with this scarred Jack growled though he kept his hands carefully visible you're just one girl we have friends allies all through these territories they'll come looking you mean the rest of the Black River gang Mary's question made him blink in Surprise the ones camped in Potter's Canyon waiting for your signal to hit the Shadow Creek Bank she allowed herself a small smile smile at their shocked Expressions did you think my father only taught me shooting

he was a scout gentleman the best in the seventh Cavalry he taught me to Read Sign to track to observe I've known you were coming for days Sheriff's been watching that Canyon since yesterday she continued right about now he and his deputies should be having an interesting conversation with your friends this was a calculated Bluff she'd sent word to sheriff Davidson about the track she'd found but hadn't received confirmation of his actions yet still she'd learned from her father that confidence was often as powerful as fact you're bluffing scarred Jack said but there was a

note of uncertainty in his voice am I Mary kept her tone level the same way I was bluffing about not being able to shoot Billy once you've collected all their weapons there's some rope in the barn good strong hemp we use it for breaking horses as Billy moved to comply Mary addressed the Gang again you men have a choice to make the smart one would be to surrender peacefully face the Law's judgment for your crimes the other choice she left the threat unspoken letting them fill in the details themselves you can't watch all of us

red bandan snarled his hand touching the spot where his gun should have been the moment you look away 217 Mary interrupted what 2117 consecutive bullseyes at the army shooting competition in Fort laramy spring of 75 they thought I was my father of course I was wearing his coat hat pulled low but every one of those shots was mine her eyes locked onto red bandanas would you like to test whether I've improved since then the story hit them hard the fort laramy competition was legendary in shooting circles Mary saw the moment the fight went out of

them replaced by the dawning realization that they weren't facing some lucky farm girl but rather a shooter whose skills might surpass even the famous Captain Winchesters your father would be proud Billy said quietly as he returned with the Rope there was something like admiration in his young face my father would say I showed off Mary replied A Touch of sadness in her voice he always taught me to avoid confrontation when possible but he also taught me to finish what others start she raised her voice addressing the gang on your knees gentlemen hands behind your backs

Billy start with your boss the tables have turned but how will Mary handle what comes next subscribe now to find out if her skills and courage will be enough to bring Justice to Shadow Creek Valley with the Black River gang secured all except Billy who Mary kept separate from the others she faced a new challenge the morning was wearing on and Shadow Creek was still 3 miles away she needed to get word to sheriff Davidson but she couldn't risk moving the prisoners alone Billy she called keeping her rifle trained on the others bring me my

father's saddle bags from the barn the young man moved quickly eager to prove his cooperation Mary had seen something in him a chance for Redemption that reminded her of stories her father used to tell about young soldiers he'd helped guide back to the right path you're making a mistake trusting that boy scarred Jack said from where he knelt his hands bound behind him Billy's one of us has been since we found him half dead in that Kansas winter funny thing about trust Mary replied watching Billy disappear into the barn my father always said it's like

a rifle sight you have to adjust it based on distance and conditions she kept her voice steady though her arms were beginning to tire from holding the rifle right now I trust Billy more than I trust you which isn't saying much red bandan spat in the dust your father ain't here girl all his fancy sayings won't help when he stopped abruptly as Mary's rifle shifted slightly in his Direction when what she asked softly when the rest of your gang comes looking the ones you think are still waiting in Potter's Canyon she allowed herself a small

smile let me share another of my father's sayings the best surprise is one you plan yourself before anyone could respond a shot rang out from the direction of the Valley Road Mary's rifle snapped toward the sound but she quickly relaxed as she recognized the signal three short whistles followed by a long one her father's old Cavalry call right on time she murmured then raised her voice over here sheriff sheriff Thomas Davidson rode into view leading three deputies and five bound Prisoners the rest of the Black River gang the sheriff's usually pristine mustache was Dusty from

the ride but his eyes twinkled with satisfaction as he took in the scene before him well now miss Winchester he said dismounting smoothly seems you've been busy this morning he nodded to scarred jackk Jack Harrison been wanting to have a word with you about that mess in Fort laramy Sheriff Mary acknowledged finally allowing her rifle to lower slightly I see you found their Camp just where you said it would be Davidson turned to his deputies boys secure these gentlemen with the others we'll need the wagon from town to transport them all as the deputies moved

to comply Billy emerged from the barn with the saddle bags he stopped short at seeing the new arrivals but Mary gestured him forward it's all right Billy bring them here the sheriff raised an eyebrow at her treatment of the young gang member but said nothing he'd known Mary long enough to trust her judgment from the the saddle bags Mary withdrew a packet of papers carefully detailed maps and notes about the Black River gang's movements that she'd been compiling for weeks their whole operation she explained handing the papers to Davidson routes hideouts caches everything I could

piece together from tracking them and listening to gossip in town you've been planning this scarred Jack said comprehension Dawning on his scarred face all of it the frightened farm girl act the missed shots the frightened farm girl is what everyone in Shadow Creek expects to see Mary replied it's amazing what people will say around someone they don't consider a threat she turned back to the sheriff there's more they weren't just planning to rob the bank show him Billy the young man hesitated then reached into his vest and withdrew a folded paper full plans for hitting

three banks at once he said quietly Shadow Creek Miller's Crossing and Fort Thompson they we had men placed in each town for weeks learning patterns making friends with bank staff Davidson whistled Softly As He reviewed the plans this would have been the biggest heist in territory history he looked at Billy thoughtfully you're being mighty helpful son Billy's been looking for a way out for months Mary said before the young man could respond haven't you Billy that's why you left those tracks by my barn two days ago clear as signposts to anyone who knew how to

read them you wanted to be caught the young man's shoulders slumped in relief at having his secret finally spoken aloud they killed a teller in Fort laramy he said softly it wasn't supposed to happen Jack said no killing but then red got trigger happy and he shook his head I tried to leave after that but they said they'd hunt me down nobody's hunting you now son Davidson said but his eyes were on Mary Miss Winchester I don't suppose you'd be interested in a depuy's badge territory could use a shot like you Mary shook her head

smiling my place is here Sheriff the farm needs me she paused then added but if you're looking for new deputies might I suggest someone who knows the gang's operations from the inside someone young enough to learn A Better Way Billy's head snapped up hope Waring with disbelief on his face red bandana laughed harshly you're both fools this ain't one of them dime novel stories where everything works out neat and pretty real life ain't like that no Mary agreed thinking of her father's lessons of long hours practicing in secret of years playing a role while keeping

her skills sharp real life is harder Messier that's why we need people willing to take chances on doing what's right the Black River gang is caught but the story is not not over subscribe now to see what challenges await Mary Winchester as her secret identity begins to unravel words spread through Shadow Creek like wildfire by Sundown the quiet farm girl who made the best apple pies at the church social had become something else entirely in the eyes of the Town Mary Winchester stood at her kitchen window watching the sun paint the valley in shades of

purple and gold and wondered what her father would think of how things had changed in just one day they're calling you The Shadow Creek Angel Sheriff Davidson said accepting a cup of coffee at her kitchen table he'd returned after securing the prisoners in the town jail bringing news of the town's reaction though some of the old-timers are saying they knew all along apparently Mrs Henderson swears she saw you shooting bottles behind the barn last spring Mrs Henderson needs stronger spectacles Mary replied dryly I haven't practiced behind the barn since winter she sat across from him

her father's rifle now returned to its place above the fireplace how are the prisoners settling in quiet mostly except for Jack he's been demanding to speak with territorial authorities claiming he has information about bigger operations Davidson stroked his mustache thoughtfully Billy's been helpful though boy knows more about gang operations across three territories than most lawmen Mary nodded thinking of the young man's eager cooperation after the excitement had died down Billy had spent an hour detailing Cash locations and gang connections to Davidson's deputies have you decided about his offer to turn evidence already sent telegrams to

Fort laramy and Miller's Crossing if his information helps bring in the gang's other connections judge might look favorably on leniency the sheriff paused boys got potential reminds me of some young soldiers I knew in the war just needed someone to believe in them a knock at the door interrupted them Mary tensed her hand instinctively moving toward the rifle but Davidson shook his head that'll be Martha he said my wife insisted on bringing you a pie says it's not right for you to be out here alone now that well now that everyone knows Mary finished for

him she opened the door to find not just Martha Davidson but half the L's Aid Society crowded onto her porch led by the formidable Mrs Henderson herself Mary Winchester Mrs Henderson declared her voice carrying the weight of three decades as Shadow Creek's unofficial social Arbiter we simply couldn't let you spend the evening alone after such an ordeal before Mary could protest the the women swept into her kitchen bringing with them pies casseroles and an overwhelming wave of chatter Sheriff Davidson made a tactical Retreat tipping his hat with a sympathetic Smile as he slipped out to

think Mrs Peterson said arranging her casseroll on Mary's counter all this time we've been treating you like a child who needed looking after when you were really she trailed off seemingly Unsure how to categorize a young woman who could outshoot most in the territory I'm still the same person Mary said firmly accepting yet another pie nothing's changed except what you know about me but Dear Mrs Henderson interjected Everything's changed why just today Mrs Miller was saying her Thomas might be interested in courting you a girl with your talents would make quite a catch for any

young man looking to start a ranch Mary suppressed a sigh this was exactly what she'd feared her carefully maintained privacy crumbling under the weight of public interest I'm not looking for suitors Mrs Henderson the farm keeps me busy enough nonsense the older woman declared a girl your age needs to think about her future a why with your skills you could have your pick of any young man in the territory though she added with a significant look some might be intimidated by a wife who shoots better than they do the other women tittered but Mary noticed

some nodding in agreement she thought of of her mother's words about a lady's reputation wondering what Sarah Winchester would make of all this ladies Mary said carefully I appreciate your concern but another knock at the door interrupted her this time it was Reverend Clark accompanied by several members of the church board Miss Winchester he said solemnly we've been discussing the Sunday School position Mary had been teaching the younger children on Sundays a role she'd enjoyed precisely because it let her be useful while maintaining her quiet reputation now she saw in the reverend's expression that this

too might change perhaps he continued given recent events it might be more appropriate for you to teach the older boys class they could benefit from your expertise in certain areas Reverend Mary started but Mrs Henderson cut in now see here Reverend Clark just because Mary can handle a rifle doesn't mean she's any less suited to teach the little ones why my own grandmother carried a shotgun during Indian raids and she was the finest Sunday school teacher in Virginia as the argument grew Mary slipped out onto her porch leaving the voices behind the evening air was

cool carrying the scent of sage and distant rain she thought of her father's words about the price of skill not just in the hours of practice but in how it changed how others saw you how will Mary navigate her new reputation subscribe now to follow her journey as she balances her skills with society's expectations the next morning dawned clear and cold Frost Painting Mary's Farmhouse windows with delicate patterns she Rose Before Sunrise as always but today the familiar routine felt different word of her shooting skills had spread Beyond Shadow Creek she'd seen riters coming going

all night carrying news to neighboring towns her quiet life was slipping away like Morning Mist in the Sun as she stepped onto her porch to begin her chores something caught her eye movement in the tree line at the edge of her property Mary stepped back into the Shadows her father's training taking over the figure emerged slowly Billy looking nervous but determined Miss Winchester he called softly holding his hands where she could see them Sheriff Davidson sent me there's Trouble Mary gestured him inside noting how he carried himself differently now straighter more purposeful the deputy's badge

on his chest was new provisional according to Davidson's telegram to the territorial authorities what kind of trouble she asked putting coffee on the boil her rifle was within easy reach but she left it where it was trust like reputation had to be earned in small steps two of the gang's contacts rode into town last night Billy explained excepting a cup of coffee with shaking hands brothers named Cole they're not like the others they're professionals used to ride with the Jameson outfit before it fell apart he paused Gathering his thoughts they're asking questions about you Mary

absorbed this news remembering her father's warnings about reputation being a double-edged sword what kind of question question s about your shooting mostly whether the stories are true Billy's hands steadied as he continued but that's not the worst part this morning we found this nailed to the jail door he withdrew a crumpled paper from his vest the message was crude but clear release Harrison by sunset or we burn Shadow Creek to the ground PS Tell the Winchester girl to watch her back Charming Mary said Dry though her mind was already racing through implications and possibilities how

many men do they have at least 15 from what I've seen Billy replied they're professionals Miss Winchester not like our outfit these men are killers all men with guns are killers Billy Mary said echoing her father's words the question is what they kill for she studied the young deputy sheriff Davidson knows you came to warn me Billy nodded he's organizing the townsmen but I a sir most of them can barely hit a barn door at 10 paces and the Cole Brothers they've got a reputation they say Luke Cole once shot a man's gun out of

his hand at 50 yards did they Mary allowed herself a small smile impressive though I noticed the story doesn't mention which hand she stood moving to the window to scan the surrounding Countryside tell me about their patterns how do they operate as Billy detailed what he knew Mary listened with the same intensity she'd once applied to her father's lessons the Cole Brothers were methodical he explained they like to create chaos as a distraction then strike at their real Target while authorities were occupied elsewhere they'll try to split the town's defenses she mused hit multiple locations

at once standard strategy for a smaller Force against a defended position she turned back to Billy how many deputies does the sheriff have now four counting me Billy's face flushed slightly though I'm not sure how much help I'll be in a real fight you'd be surprised Mary said studying him thoughtfully sometimes the best fighters are the ones who understand what they're risking she paused considering her next words carefully what do you know about shooting Billy really no not just what you picked up with the gang my PW taught me some like I said proper stance

breathing trigger control he straightened slightly I can hit what I aim at most times good because I'm going to teach you what my father taught me Mary moved to the fireplace taking down her rifle lesson one a rifle is just a tool it's the Mind behind it that matters for the next hour she drilled Billy in the basics correcting his form teaching him the small details that separated a good shot from a great one the young Deputy proved an eager student soaking up knowledge like dry Earth in a rainstorm Sheriff Davidson needs to know about

their likely strategies Mary said finally as Billy practiced his breathing but he also needs to understand something else the Cole Brothers aren't here just for Harrison Billy lowered the rifle comprehens Dawning they're here for you your reputation makes me a threat Mary finished or an opportunity either way they'll want to prove themselves against the Winchester girl which means they'll come here first Billy said his young face hardening with determination we should warn the sheriff get more men out here to defend the farm Mary shook her head head a plan already forming number we're going to

give them exactly what they want but on our terms she smiled and for a moment Billy saw in her expression the same calculating look that had preceded the gang's capture tell me Deputy how are you at playing frightened the stakes are rising as new threats emerge subscribe now to see how Mary turns the tables on these professional Killers by midm morning Mary's Farm had transformed into a carefully orchestrated stage every detail arranged with deliberate Precision she' learned from her father that the best plans were like well-oiled rifles complex in their making but simple in their

execution remember she told Billy as they made final preparations the Cole Brothers will be watching everything we do needs to sell the story she adjusted a chair on her porch positioning it to catch the afternoon sun they need to believe I'm scared overwhelmed by their reputation Billy nodded his new deputy's badge catching the light he'd spent the last hour helping her move hay bales and farm equipment each piece placed to provide cover or Channel movement exactly where Mary wanted it to untrained eyes it would look like normal farmwork to professionals like the Kohl's it might

seem like amateur attempts at fortification what if they don't take the bait Billy asked wiping sweat from his brow these men aren't like Jack and the others they won't underestimate you just because you're a woman no Mary agreed checking sight lines from various positions they'll underestimate me because they think they know what I can do she smiled slightly after all they've heard the stories three shots to hit a playing card lucky timing with the Black River gang they'll be expecting a farm girl with some natural Talent not that's not Captain Winchester's daughter Billy finished he'd

spent the morning learning just how extensive Mar training had been watching her demonstrate shots that seemed to defy possibility but won't they be suspicious all this preparation that's why you're going to ride into town Mary explained looking worried and asking for help tell the sheriff exactly what we discussed make sure everyone hears you especially any strangers hanging around the saloon Miss Winchester's scared Billy recited his part says she got threatening notes wants protection but doesn't trust herself to handle trouble like the Cole Brothers he shook his head admiringly you're laying a trail just like PA

used to do when hunting deer people see what they expect to see Mary said quoting her father the trick is to make them expect the wrong thing she paused studying the young Deputy are you sure about your part in this it'll be dangerous Billy straightened his hand touching his badge I owe you miss winch Chester not just for giving me a chance but for showing me there's more than one way to be brave he managed to grin besides I've gotten pretty good at playing scared today Mary nodded satisfied good now remember when you ride back

with the sheriff's protection make sure to take the South Trail we need them to think we're focused on defending from that direction as Billy mounted up Mary added One Last Detail a white handkerchief accidentally dropped near the water trough where it would flutter nervously in the breeze a small touch but one that suggested a feminine anxiety she wanted the Kohls to see once Billy had ridden off Mary began the next phase of her preparation she cleaned her father's rifle meticulously but left it conspicuously displayed on the porch another prop in her performance the real preparation

happened in The Root Cellar where she uncovered a hidden cache of weapons her father had maintained among them was a specially modified Spencer carbine a weapon few would expect and even fewer could use effectively the best shot she whispered reciting her father's lesson is the one they never see coming as she worked Mary reflected on how her life had changed in just two days the quiet facade she'd maintained for years had crumbled replaced by a growing legend that Drew dangerous men like moths to Flame part of her mourned that loss of anonymity but another part

the part that had always thrilled to her father's lessons felt oddly liberated she thought of Mrs Henderson and the ladies Aid Society of Reverend Clark and his concerns about Sunday school propriety their world of social calls and proper behavior seemed very far away now yet Mary knew that world was worth protecting even if she could never fully belong to It Again by early afternoon everything was in place Mary sat on her porch apparently absorbed in mending but actually counting Riders moving through the distant trees she'd spotted four so far carefully hidden but visible to eyes

trained by years of scouting practice nice and predictable she murmured noting their positions the Cole Brothers were professionals which meant they'd follow certain patterns they'd watch plan and wait for Darkness they'd expect her to be nervous to make mistakes most importantly they'd expect her to think like a farm girl playing at being a warrior not a warrior who'd spent years playing at being a farm girl the Trap is set but who's really hunting whom subscribe now to see how Mary's elaborate plan unfolds the afternoon sun cast Long Shadows across Mary's Farm as Billy returned with

Sheriff Davidson and two deputies their arrival was perfectly timed just as Mary had counted on the cold bre Brothers Scouts witnessing remember she' told Billy earlier they need to see the laws protection arriving make it obvious make it look like we're scared and doing everything wrong the performance that followed would have done credit to any theater troop Sheriff Davidson understanding his role perfectly made a show of posting his men in conspicuous positions around the f Farmhouse Mary stood on her porch ringing her hands and jumping at small noises a convincing portrayal of a woman unused

to Danger they're watching Billy murmured as he helped Mary carry water to the horses two in the North Grove another by the old oak they're trying to stay hidden but but my father taught me every hiding spot within a mile of this Farm Mary finished keeping her voice low and her manner anxious for Their audience have you seen the brothers themselves Luke Cole was in the saloon when I wrote in Billy reported tall man expensive clothes matching revolvers worn low his brother Matthew was watching from the hotel they're exactly like their reputation cool professional Mary

nodded noting how Billy's description matched what she'd expected the Cole Brothers had survived this long by being methodical by never underestimate ating their opponents that very professionalism would be their undoing as dusk approached Sheriff Davidson made a show of organizing the defense he posted deputies at obvious points the front door the barn the water trough all places that experienced gunmen would expect law enforcement to guard and all places Mary had carefully prepared to be ultimately irrelevant they'll come tonight Davidson said loudly for the benefit of any watching ears Miss Winchester you stay inside where it's

safe we'll handle this Mary played her part protesting weekly before allowing herself to be convinced as she stepped inside she caught Billy's eye and gave an almost imperceptible nod the young Deputy immediately began acting nervous checking and re-checking his gun with shaking hands inside The Farmhouse Mary moved with silent deficiency she extinguished lamps in a pattern that suggested normal evening routine but left one burning near a window creating a perfect backlit target for anyone watching then she slipped into The Root Cellar through a hidden trap door beneath the kitchen rug The Cellar had been her

father's Pride a carefully constructed bunker with concealed shooting ports disguised as ordinary foundation vents from here she could see approaches that their Watchers thought were blind spots more importantly she could move through a series of tunnels her father had built emerging at key points around the property A good scout she whispered recalling his lessons always has an Escape Route a Great Scout makes sure those routes can work in both directions as true Darkness fell Mary watched through one of the ports as Shadows moved at the edge of her property the Cole Brothers men were good

they moved with discipline maintaining formation even in the dark she counted 12 altogether more than Billy had estimated they'd gathered reinforcements through another Port she saw Billy pacing nervously on the porch playing his role perfectly the young Deputy had taken to strategy like a natural understanding instinctively how to appear both armed and vulnerable the attack when it came was exactly as Mary had predicted a distraction at the front of the house two Riders charging past firing wildly as sh sh Davidson and his men returned fire Shadows moved toward the supposedly unguarded back door Mary allowed

herself a small Smile as she heard boots on her back porch the Cole Brothers would be there personally men of their reputation wouldn't trust others with the main objective she pictured them approaching confidently having watched the house all day certain they knew every defender's position through the sell's acoustic design another of her father's Innovations she could hear their whisper ered conversation girls probably hiding in the bedroom one voice said check there first remember another replied we need her alive her reputation's worth more than Harrison's Freedom Mary smile widened they thought this was about freeing scarred

Jack Harrison they hadn't realized that capturing her had always been their real purpose proving their dominance by taking down the famous Winchester girl she moved silently through the tunnel to her chosen position above she heard the back door ease open Boot Steps moved cautiously across her kitchen floor everything was proceeding exactly as planned the Trap is sprung but who's really caught in it subscribe now to see Mary's master plan unfold in the next thrilling chapter the Cole Brothers moved through Mary's darkened kitchen with the confidence of men who believed they controlled the situation Luke Cole

the taller of the two carried matching handled revolvers while his brother Matthew held a short barreled shotgun both moved with the fluid Grace of experienced killers from her hidden position in the sellers tunnel Network Mary watched through specially designed viewing ports quarter inch holes that her father had drilled and disguised as natural knots in the floorboards the brother's expensive boots passed inches from her face as they swept the House's main floor empty Matthew reported in a whisper lowering his shotgun slightly but recently occupied coffee pots still warm Luke moved to the front window carefully staying

in the shadows outside the diversionary attack continued with Sheriff Davidson and his men exchanging fire with the Cole Brothers Raiders the shooting was spectacular but largely harmless exactly as Mary had choreographed when she'd given the deputies their instructions girls got to be upstairs Luke muttered probably thought we'd hit the front first like common Bandits Mary smiled in the darkness the brothers Professional Pride was working against them making them see what they expected an amateurs defensive strategy they hadn't considered that someone might turn their own professionalism into a weapon she moved silently through the tunnel to

her next position remembering her father's words the deadliest Predator is the one that makes its prey feel like the hunter above the Brothers started up the stairs their weight making the old Wood Creek in protest Mary counted their steps timing their progress when they reached the bedroom door Luke positioned himself to one side while Matthew took the other their coordination was impressive clearly they'd done this many times before Miss Winchester Luke called out his voice surprisingly gentle we know you're in there come out now and no one needs to get hurt Mary triggered the first

part of of her trap a simple device that dropped a Tin Cup in the bedroom creating the sound of someone startling at Luke's voice scared Matthew commented with satisfaction good scared people make mistakes the brothers exchanged glances then Matthew kicked in the door they burst into the bedroom with practiced efficiency covering all corners but instead of finding a frightened farm girl they found only empty darkness and a single lamp burning low what the Matthew started but Luke's sharp intake of breath cut him off look the older brother said pointing to the bed there laid out

with deliberate Precision was a copy of the wanted poster for the Black River gang scrawled across it in flowing script were the words welcome to my house gentlemen before they could process this Mary triggered her second trap the lamp rigged with a simple timing device flared suddenly bright before exploding in a shower of glass and kerosene the brothers instinctively turned away from the flash giving Mary the moment she needed she emerged from a concealed panel in the bedroom wall the Spencer carbine Rock Steady in her hands that's far enough she said quietly the coal Brothers

froze their weapons half raised in the chaos outside no one would have heard the lamps breaking or her entrance I have to admit Luke said his voice still steady despite the situation this is impressive you used our own methods against us watching planning choosing the ground my father taught me that the best way to hunt a professional is to think like one Mary replied drop your guns slowly Matthew's shotgun twitched slightly you really think you can take both of us even with the drop one of us will get a shot off look at the floor

Mary suggested they did noticing For the First Time The Thin wires running between their feet trip wires connected to something beneath the floorboards my father was a great believer in backup plans Mary explained those wires run to enough black powder to turn this room into splinters Dead Man's trigger if I fall my weight releases the mechanism Luke Cole actually smiled the stories didn't do you Justice Miss Winchester we thought we were hunting an amateur who got lucky instead instead you found someone who's been playing a role far longer than you have Mary finished now about

those guns the brothers exchanged one last look then carefully lowered their weapons to the floor as they straightened Luke's eyes narrowed thoughtfully one question if I may The Wanted post poster you knew we'd come to this room you knew we'd look at the bed first how D because it's what professionals do Mary said clear the most likely hiding spot first control The High Ground you did exactly what your reputation said you would she allowed herself a small smile sometimes the deadliest trap is simply knowing how your opponent thinks the tables have turned but the not

over subscribe now to see if Mary can maintain her advantage over these dangerous professionals with the Cole Brothers secured Mary kept her Spencer carbine trained on them while whistling the signal to Billy three short notes followed by a long one outside the diversionary gunfight gradually died down as Sheriff Davidson's men began rounding up the remaining Raiders your men will surrender Mary told the brothers her voice calm but firm they professionals like you they know when a job's gone bad Luke Cole nodded slowly his expression a mixture of respect and calculation you've earned your reputation Miss

Winchester but this isn't over there are others who will come drawn by the story of the sharpshooting farm girl who outsmarted the Cole Brothers let them come Mary replied though inwardly she recognized the truth in his words her quiet life was truly over now this Victory would only add to her growing Legend Billy appeared in the doorway his young face flushed with excitement Miss Winchester we've got the rest of them cornered in the barn Sheriff Davidson says he stopped abruptly his eyes widening at the elaborate trap setup in the room careful of the wires Billy

Mary warned help me secure our guests and send someone to The Cellar there's rope in the third Barrel Behind The Preserve shelves as they worked to bind the brothers Luke Cole continued to study Mary with unsettling intensity you remind me of something he said finally a scout I knew during the war man Could Read Sign like it was a newspaper always seemed to know what the enemy would do before they did it my father spoke of you too Luke Cole Mary replied surprising both brothers said you were the best shot in the third Virginia Cavalry

before you turned your skills to less honorable Pursuits the older Cole brother's face registered genuine shock James Winchester he breathed I should have known he was the only one who ever he trailed off something like shame Crossing his features the only one who ever outshot you Mary finished he told me about that competition in Richmond said it taught him an important lesson about Pride before Luke could respond Sheriff Davidson burst in his mustache singed from the gunfight but his eyes bright with Triumph Miss Winchester you'll never believe who we found hiding in your barn with

the rest of them Jack Harrison himself Mary's rifle snapped up as both Cole Brothers tensed that's impossible she said sharply Harrison's in your jail not anymore came a familiar voice and Scar Jack Harrison appeared in the doorway holding a gun to Billy's head amazing what a few friends in the right places can arrange the situation had shifted in an instant Harrison's scarred face wore a triumphant Smile as he surveyed the room the Cole Brothers captured by a girl your reputation's going to need some serious repair after this his eyes fixed on Mary drop the rifle

Miss Winchester unless you want to see how fast your young Deputy here can dodge bullets Mary's mind raced Harrison's Escape complicated everything he was unpredictable dangerous in a different way than the professional Cole Brothers she saw Billy's hands trembling but noticed something else the young Deputy was slowly shifting is wait preparing for something how'd you get out she asked playing for time while assessing options let's just say not everyone in Shadow Creek appreciates a woman making fools of men Harrison sneered some folks think the natural order needs restoring now about that rifle Mary saw Luke

Cole's expression change slightly professional disdain for Harrison's crude tactics these men might be Outlaws but they had their own code Harrison's methods offend ended that code you're making a mistake Jack Luke Cole said quietly this isn't how professionals work professionals Harrison laughed harshly look where your Professional Pride got you Cole outsmarted by a farmer's daughter no this ends my way in that moment several things happened at once Billy who had been gradually shifting his stance suddenly dropped his weight throwing off Harrison's aim Mary's rifle cracked sending Harrison's gun flying from his hand and Luke Cole

despite his bonds managed to trip The Outlaw as he stumbled backward Harrison crashed into the trip wires everyone out Mary shouted grabbing Billy and pushing him toward the door the Cole Brothers understanding instantly rolled to their feet despite their bonds and lunged for the exit the explosion that followed was smaller than Harrison had probably expected Mary had removed most of the black powder after capturing the coal Brothers leaving just enough for show still it filled the room with smoke and confusion when the dust settled Harrison lay stunned but alive half buried in debris Luke Cole

who had somehow slipped his Bonds in the chaos stood over him with an expression of professional disapproval Miss Winchester he called not taking his eyes off Harrison I believe we need to have a discussion about honor among Thieves and who really arranged this jailbreak the plot thickens who really helped Harrison Escape subscribe now to uncover the conspiracy in Shadow Creek Part 12 shifting Sands Dawn was breaking over Shadow Creek Valley as Mary Winchester sat at her kitchen table facing an unlikely Gathering Luke Cole now Unbound but watched carefully by Billy sat across from her his

brother Matthew was being treated for minor injuries by the town doctor in the next room while Sheriff Davidson supervised the reimprisonment of scarred Jack Harrison and his remaining men someone in town helped Harrison Escape Luke said his professional demeanor unchanged by his capture someone with influence the jail wasn't broken into it was unlocked from the inside Mary poured coffee for both of them a gesture that spoke volumes about the strange turn events had taken you have a name in mind several Luke's fingers drummed thoughtfully on the table but first you need to understand why we

really came to Shadow Creek Harrison's Freedom was never the true objective Billy shifted uncomfortably at his post by the door Miss Winchester should I stay Billy Mary said firmly you've earned the right to hear this inas she turned back to Luke go on there's a man named James Porter Luke began wealthy Cattle Baron from Wyoming territory he's been buying up small ranches building himself an Empire but his methods he paused choosing his words carefully let's just say he makes Harrison look like a choir boy I've heard of Porter Billy interjected back with the gang his

name came up sometimes bad business whatever it was made Jack nervous just talking about it Luke nodded Porter's been trying to expand into Montana territory but he needs a foothold a base of operations Shadow Creek Valley would be perfect good water strategic location established Town Mary felt a chill that had nothing to do with the morning air the bank robberies they weren't just about money were they Porter's method is simple Luke confirmed create chaos in a region make people feel unsafe property values drop ranchers get desperate to sell then he moves in offering to save

the community with his money and influence and Harrison's gang was working for him Mary concluded but something changed Luke's expression hardened Harrison got greedy started keeping too much of the take for himself Porter hired us to remind him who he really worked for but then then I captured his gang Mary finished and suddenly Porter had a new problem and a new opportunity exactly Luke took a sip of coffee a mysterious Sharpshooter who could outfight professional gunmen you became a wild card Miss Winchester Porter doesn't like wild cards he sent us to evaluate you capture you

if possible eliminate you if necessary Billy's hand moved to his gun but Mary raised a calming hand but you're telling me this now because because Porters already moved his pieces into position Luke said grimly Harrison's Escape wasn't just about Freedom it was a message someone in Shadow Creek is working for Porter someone with enough influence to open a jail cell and turn the town against its greatest Defender Mary thought of The Whispers she'd heard in town the subtle shift in how some people looked at her after the gang's capture judge Morrison she said suddenly he's

been pushing to sell his Ranch for months said the territory is getting too dangerous for a man his age Luke's eyes gleamed with respect and as a judge he'd have authority over the jail but he's just one piece Porter never relies on a single agent the bank Billy said unexpectedly both Mary and Luke turned to look at him the young Deputy flushed but continued when I was with the gang Jack talked about having a friend at the bank someone who could tell us when big shipments were coming never knew who but but the bank president's

brother-in-law owns the largest Ranch next to judge Morrison's Mary finished and he's been complaining about cattle rustlers even though no one's seen any sign of them Luke smiled grimly Porter's thorough he probably has half a dozen others in place Merchants who've suffered mysterious losses ranchers who've had unexplained accidents all of them being squeezed all of them seeing Porter's money as their only way out and now Harrison's Escape makes the town look even more dangerous Mary mused people will start wondering if they're safe if the law can protect them they might even start questioning whether a

woman should be involved in law enforcement at all while Porter waits in Wyoming looking like a savior instead of a vulture Luke agreed it's a good plan professional almost as professional as turning on your employer to help stop him Mary asked pointedly Luke met her gazed steadily my brother and I are professionals Miss Winchester we do the job we're paid for but we also believe in a code what Porters doing using fear to steal people's homes their lives that's not business that's just cruelty the conspiracy deepens subscribe now to see how Mary and her unlikely

allies uncover the truth about Porter's plans for shad Creek the morning wore on as Mary Luke Cole and Billy planned their next moves around her kitchen table The Ranch House still showing scars from the previous night's battle had become an impromptu War Room through the window Mary could see Sheriff Davidson organizing repairs to her damaged property a gesture of community support that might soon become rare if Porter's plan succeeded Porter smart Luke explained sketching a rough map of the territory he won't come come to Shadow Creek himself he'll wait in Wyoming letting his agents do

the work judge Morrison the bank president's brother-in-law and others we don't know about yet they'll create the crisis and when people are scared enough Mary added they'll beg him to come save them she studied the map thoughtfully but fear works both ways my father used to say that a scared enemy is more dangerous than a confident one Billy who had been unusually quiet sudden straightened The Ledger he said back when I was with Harrison's gang Jack kept a special Ledger had names dates payments everything about Porter's operation Luke's eyes sharpen where hidden in our old

camp in Potter's Canyon Billy's young face flushed with excitement Jack never knew I knew about it I saw him riding in it late at night always real careful to keep it secret Mary exchanged the looks with a lukee that ledger would prove the connection between Porter and the gang's activities but Potter's Canyon is probably watched Luke finished Porters thorough HEK have men guarding anything that could incriminate him a knock at the door interrupted their planning Sheriff Davidson entered his expression troubled Miss Winchester we've got problems in town judge Morrison's called an emergency town meeting he's

talking about forming a Citizens committee to review recent law enforcement decisions Mary understood immediately he's using my involvement in Harrison's capture to question your Authority as Sheriff not just that Davidson tugged at his mustache nervously there's talk about selling water rights to an outside investor someone with experience managing territorial resources Porter Luke said grimly he's moving faster than I expected the chaos from last night's batt must have convinced him to accelerate his plans Mary stood checking her father's rifle out of habit when's the meeting noon Davidson replied most of the towns already Gathering Morrison's been

busy brought in Witnesses who will testify about irregularities in how we handled the Black River gang's arrest a proper lady wouldn't have been involved in such violence Mary quoted sarcastically remembering Mrs Henderson's recent comments they'll use my actions to discredit at everything we've done while conveniently forgetting that those same actions saved the town Billy added loyally Luke Cole had been studying the map again his professional mind clearly working through scenarios we need that ledger he said finally it's the only solid evidence of Porter's involvement without it it's just our word against respected Town leaders split

up Mary decided Luke you and your brother head for Potter's Canyon you know Porter's methods you'll spot his men before they spot you Billy ride to Miller's Crossing find Judge Parker my father always said he was one honest judge in three territories brief him on everything we suspect what about you Billy asked though his tone suggested he already knew Mary checked her rifle's action The Familiar motions centering her thoughts I'm going to that town meeting someone needs to remind Shadow Creek what we're really fighting for it's a trap Luke warned Morrison and his allies will

be ready for you they'll have prepared statements Witnesses all designed to make you look dangerous and uncontrollable good Mary smiled grimly let them see what they think I am while they're watching the dangerous Winchester girl they won't notice what we're really doing she turned to Billy before you ride for Miller's Crossing spread the word to people we trust Martha Davidson Reverend Clark Mrs Henderson anyone who might still be on our side tell them to come to to the meeting ready to speak up and tell them to watch who argues the loudest against you Luke added

professionally Porters agents will be the ones pushing hardest for immediate action Sheriff Davidson cleared his throat Miss Winchester are you sure about this facing the town alone I won't be alone Mary replied thinking of her father and I won't be the frightened farm girl they expect It's Time shadow Creek saw exactly who they're dealing with she moved to the fireplace reaching above it for her father's presentation rifle the one she'd used to win shooting competitions in his name Porter thinks he can use the town's fear against us let's show him what a Winchester can really

do the stage is set for a showdown that will determine Shadow Creek's future subscribe now to witness Mary's boldest stand yet Shadow Creek's Town Hall was packed to the rafters when Mary Winchester arrived she'd taken Extra Care with her appearance wearing a proper dress but with her father's gun belt visible at her hip the contrast was deliberate a statement about who she was and who she chose to be judge Morrison stood at the front of the hall his distinguished gray hair and black suit lending him an air of authority but Mary watching with eyes trained

to spot a targets weaknesses noticed the slight Tremor in his hands the way his eyes darted nervously around the room or order please Morrison called out banging his gavel this emergency session of the Shadow Creek Town Council is now in session given recent events were're here to discuss the future of our community's safety and prosperity Mary took a position near the back wall where her father had taught her to stand in unfamiliar rooms Clear Sight lines to all exits good coverage of the crowd she spotted Sheriff Davidson by the door and Martha Davidson with several

ladies Aid Society members in the middle rows more importantly she noted who was n present the bank president's brother-in-law conspicuously absent despite his usual attendance at Town meetings our first concern Morrison continued is the increasing lawlessness in our territory the recent jailbreak coupled with last night's gunfight at the Winchester Farm demonstrates that our current law enforcement methods are insufficient a murmur ran through the crowd mary caught fragments of whispered conversations wouldn't have happened before that girl getting involved need proper men handling things right on Q Thomas Miller the Banker's brother-in-law burst into the Hall his

face flushed with manufactured urgency judge just got word rustlers hit the Peterson Ranch last night while everyone was distracted by the shooting the crowd erupted in worried conversations Mary noticed how perfectly timed Miller's entrance was how his announcement played into the fear Morrison was building professional work as Luke would say friends neighbors Morrison raised his hands for quiet this is exactly why we're here our community faces unprecedented threats we need experienced leadership strong financial backing which is why I've been in communication with James Porter of the Wyoming territory excuse me judge Mary's voice cut through

the hall clear and steady every head turned toward before you continue I have a question about last night's jailbreak Morrison's face tightened almost imperceptibly Miss Winchester we haven't reached the open discussion portion a simple question Mary pressed moving forward through the crowd how did Harrison get the key to his cell Dead Silence fell over the hall Mary continued her Advance each step measured and deliberate because it wasn't forced open no damage to the lock no broken windows someone with access simply I opened it now see here Miller started but Mary kept going and isn't it

interesting that right after Harrison escapes we suddenly have rustlers at the Peterson Ranch the same Ranch that borders judge Morrison's property the same Ranch that James Porter tried to buy last spring Morrison's gavel cracked against his desk Miss Winchester you are out of order these baseless accusations are they baseless Mary was halfway to the front now should we discuss the letters you've been receiving from Wyoming judge the ones delivered by private Courier instead of regular mail or should we talk about Mr Miller's sudden ability to pay off his gambling debts last month Miller's face went

pale several towns people turned to look at him with new suspicion I will not stand here and be slandered by a a gun wielding female who thinks she can play it being a Lawman Morrison's composure cracked slightly this meeting is about restoring proper order to Shadow Creek not indulging in Wild theories proper order Mary finally reached the front turning to face the crowd like the order my father taught me Captain James Winchester believed in law and Justice he believed in protecting people from those who would use fear to control them she saw Mrs Henderson nodding

slowly other faces in the crowd showing Dawning understanding James Porter isn't interested in Saving Shadow Creek Mary declared he wants to own it and he's using men like Morrison and Miller to create the very dangers they claim we need protection from prove it Miller challenged but his voice shook slightly at that moment the door burst open again Billy stood there breathless from writing Miss Winchester Luke Cole found found the Ledger the reaction in the hall was electric Morrison's face went Ashen while Miller Started edging toward the side door don't anybody move Sheriff Davidson's voice rang

out as he covered the exits with his deputies judge Parker's riding in from Miller's Crossing with a federal warrant seems Porter's operation spans multiple territories that makes it a federal matter Mary kept her eyes on Morrison who seemed to age years in moments it's over judge Porter's Ledger has everything payments instructions names the whole conspiracy you don't understand morison said quietly Porter he owns people not just here judges Bankers lawmen across three territories even if you stop us he'll just find others maybe Mary agreed her hand resting on her father's gun but today he learns

that Shadow Creek isn't for sale and neither am I the truth is exposed but can Mary and her allies protect Shadow Creek from Porter's Revenge subscribe now to see how this thrilling tale continues the afternoon sun cast Long Shadows through Shadow Creek's jail as Mary Winchester studied The Ledger Luke Cole had recovered its Pages told a story of corruption that spread far beyond their small town a web of bribes threats and carefully orchestrated accidents that had helped James Porter build his Empire HEK been at this for years Luke said pointing to earlier entries started small

buying up failing ranches pressuring local banks then he got ambitious the professional Gunman's face showed rare emotion some of these names judges Marshals even a territorial Governor Judge Parker a stern-faced man who'd ridden in for Miller's Crossing nodded grimly this is enough to bring Porter down but he won't go quietly the judge had spent the last hour questioning Morrison and Miller both now occupying cells where Harrison had so recently been held he can't ignore this Mary agreed thinking of her father's lessons about wounded Predators his whole operation depends on fear and secrecy we've threatened both

Billy burst into the jail his young face flushed with excitement ryers coming in from Sweetwater they're saying Porters already moving Gathering men calling in favors some say he's got 50 Riders headed this way more likely 30 Luke corrected professionally Porter's careful with resources he'll send enough to make an example of Shadow Creek but not so many that it looks like an army that would draw too much attention from territorial authorities mary caught the subtle emphasis on example he has to respond dramatically if one small town successfully stands up to him others might get ideas Judge

Parker finished I can have a federal Marshall here in 4 days with a proper Force we won't have 4 days Sheriff Davidson said from the doorway he'd aged years in the past day the weight of coming violence heavy on his shoulders those Riders Billy mentioned they say Porter's men are moving fast they'll be here by tomorrow night the room fell silent as that news sank in Mary moved to the window looking out at the Town she'd helped exposed to Danger women were hurrying children inside men gathering in worried groups to discuss defense the fear was

palpable exactly what Porter wanted we should evacuate Davidson suggested get the women and children to Miller's Crossing until the Marshall arrives no Mary said firmly turning back to the room that's exactly what Porter expects he wants us to run to show everyone what happens to towns that defy him she smiled slightly instead let's show him what happens when people stand together Luke raised an eyebrow you have a plan Porter thinks he knows Shadow Creek its weaknesses its div ided loyalties but he's never seen it United Mary moved to the map on Davidson's desk we have

advantages he doesn't expect we have his Ledger which means we know his methods we have you and your brothers inside knowledge of how he operates and most importantly we have you Billy finished loyally Mary shook her head we have the truth everyone in town now knows exactly what Porter's been doing how he's manipulated them that knowledge is powerful it turns fear into anger she began marking positions on the map Luke how will they come in the professional gunman studied the map thoughtfully three groups his usual pattern is to hit from multiple directions overwhelm any organized

resistance he'll expect the town to be defensive huddled in the center then we'll give him what he expects at first Mary's finger traced Roots through shadow Creek Sheriff gather every man who can shoot but I want them positioned here here and here not in the obvious defensive positions the old Winchester strategy Judge Parker said suddenly I saw your father use it once during the war make them think they're attacking a weakly defended position while we control the real Battlefield Mary confirmed Porters men are professionals they'll do the tactically sound thing which makes them predictable but

first we need to prepare the town over the next hour Mary laid out her plan Luke and his brother would take charge of training the townsmen teaching them to work together instead of just shooting randomly Billy would organize Lookouts young boys who knew every hideout in back alley in Shadow Creek the women led by Martha Davidson would prepare medical supplies and secure essential resources what about you Luke asked finally Mary checked her father's rifle The Familiar motion calming her thoughts I'll be in the church Tower Porter will expect us to defend the obvious strong points

the jail the bank the hotel the church gives me clear lines of sight to every approach they'll have their own Sharpshooters Luke warned good Mary replied with a grim smile let them focus on finding me every man watching the tower is one less threatening the town as the others left to begin preparations Judge Parker remained behind Miss Winchester he said quietly you should know I knew your father served with him briefly during the war he'd be proud of what you're doing Mary touched the rifle that had been her father's last gift to her he taught

me that true courage isn't about not being afraid it's about doing what's right despite the fear she looked out at Shadow Creek where people were already mobilizing working together to protect their home tomorrow we show Porter what that really means the final battle approaches subscribe now to witness the explosive conclusion as Mary leads Shadow Creek stand against Porter's Revenge Dawn broke over Shadow Creek with an eerie silence Mary Winchester stood in the church Tower her father's rifle ready as she scanned the surrounding Countryside the town below seemed deserted exactly as planned Porters men would find

no easy Targets in the streets through her scope she spotted the first signs of movement dust clouds on the horizon approaching from three directions just as Luke had predicted Billy's network of young Lookouts had been reporting all night via an ingenious system of signals using mirrors and lanterns Porter's force was exactly what Luke had estimated 30 men divided into three groups right on schedule Mary murmured thinking of her father's lessons about professional gunmen they always attack at dawn son in the defender eyes enough light to shoot by below she knew Shadow Creek was far from

empty every building held Defenders positioned according to the plan she' developed with Luke Cole the town's people had worked worked through the night preparing firing positions creating barriers and setting up Luke's special surprises for the attackers the first Riders appeared at the edge of town a group of 10 men approaching cautiously down the Main Street Mary recognized their leader through her scope Marcus Reed Porter's chief enforcer known for his methodical violence the man had a reputation almost as fearsome as the Cole Brothers once had Mary held her fire watching Reed's men probed the town's apparent

defenses they were professionals moving with disciplined caution checking windows and roof lines for Ambush but they were looking in all the wrong places a flash of sunlight from the General Store Billy signaled that the second group had been spotted approaching from the south perfect timing Mary squeezed the trigger her shot kicked up dust inches from Reed's horse making it rear in panic the message was clear you're in my sight but I'm choosing not to kill you Reed's men scattered for cover their disciplined Advance disrupted the real shooting started moments later Porter's men had expected to

find Town's people huddled in the obvious strong points the jail the bank the hotel instead they found those buildings conspicuously empty while deadly fire came from unexpected directions Luke Cole had trained the townsmen well in the basics of coordinated fire Mary's next shot disabled the rifle of a shooter trying to set up position in the livery stable her third shot knocked the hat off another who was getting too close to one of Billy's young Lookouts she wasn't trying to kill not yet each shot was a demonstration a reminder that nowhere was safe from her aim

there a shout From Below as one of Porter's men spotted her position shoot her in the church Tower exactly as planned Mary ducked as returned fire pepper the tower while Porter's men focused on her position they missed the real threat Luke and Matthew Cole leading a group of townsmen in a flanking maneuver through the alleys the battle evolved exactly as Mary had predicted using everything she'd learned from her father about military tactics Porter's men were too professional to be routed easily but their textbook responses made them predictable when pressure came from One Direction They shifted

to defensive positions positions Mary Had already mapped and prepared for Miss Winchester Billy's voice carried from below third group coming in behind the hotel Mary swung her rifle around spotting the new threat these men were trying to be clever using the hotel's bulk as cover from the church Tower but Mary had grown up shooting in these streets she knew every angle every reflection a shot at the hotel's Weather Vein carefully calculated sent the bullet ricocheting into the group's path scattering them into prepared Crossfire from Sheriff Davidson's deputies the battle reached its Crescendo as Porter's men

realized they'd been outmaneuvered Reed tried to Rally them for a concentrated attack on what he thought was the town's weak point only to find himself caught in a devastating Crossfire that's enough Reed's voice carried across the gunm smoke hold your fire hold your fire Mary kept her rifle trained on the enforcer as he slowly raised his hands around him his men were doing the same finally understanding the futility of their position Mr Reed Mary called out her voice carrying clearly in the sudden quiet I believe we should discuss the terms of Your Surrender and then

you can deliver a message to Mr Porter the battle is won but the war isn't over subscribe now to see how Mary handles the aftermath and Porter's final Revenge the smoke was still clearing over Shadow Creek when Mary Winchester descended from the church Tower the town had survived with remarkably little damage a testament to precise shooting and careful planning but as she walked the streets checking on Defenders and ensuring prisoners were secure she couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right 28 captured Luke Cole reported falling into step beside her two got away in the

confusion Reeds secured in the jail with the others the professional Gunman's voice held a note of concern but something's wrong you feel it too Mary kept walking nodding to towns people who called out thanks or congratulations it was too easy Reed surrender Luke agreed I've seen him work before he's not the type to give up even in a bad position he lowered his voice and Porter this isn't his style he's more subtle more a boy came running up the street one of Billy's Lookouts Miss Winchester Rider coming in from the north single Rider under a

white flag Mary and Luke exchanged glances trap she asked probably Luke replied but Porter type always wants to gloat before the knife goes in they gathered a small group Sheriff Davidson Billy the Cole Brothers and Judge Parker to meet the rider at the edge of town as the figure Drew closer Mary felt her blood run cold the writer was James Porter himself he was nothing like she'd imagined instead of a crude Frontier Tyrant Porter Was An Elegant man in his 50s wearing an expensive Eastern suit and a genial smile he rode with the easy Grace

of someone absolutely certain of his position in the world Miss Winchester he called out pleasantly reing his horse to a stop at a respectful distance I must congratulate you on quite a performance thoroughly professional work Mr Porter Mary kept her rifle ready but not aimed you're a long way from Wyoming amazing how fast a man can travel when properly motivated Porter's smile never wavered I must say you've caused me quite a bit of inconvenience that ledger of yours has already sparked investigations in two territories three Judge Parker corrected the federal Marshall's on his way with

warrants for your arrest ah yes the famous wheels of Justice Porter seemed genuinely amused tell me judge how long do you think those wheels will turn once certain documents reach Washington documents about your gambling debts in St Louis the judge's face went pale Mary's rifle snapped up but Porter raised a calming hand please miss Winchester if anything happens to me those documents and many others will be delivered automatically it's simply good business practice his eyes swept the group the same applies to records about Sheriff Davidson's actions during the war young Billy's time with certain gangs

and even some interesting details about Captain Winchester's last mission Mary felt her heart skip you're lying am I Porter's smile turned sympathetic your father was a good man miss Winchester but good men often do questionable things for the right reasons would Shadow Creek's opinion of you survive learning the full truth about him you came all this way to make threats Luke Cole's hand rested on his gun not threats Mr Cole opportunities Porter spread his hands I'm a businessman this unfortunate situation has cost us both time and resources I'm here to propose a mutually beneficial resolution

what kind of resolution bom Mary asked though she already suspected simple The Ledger disappears in exchange Shadow Creek prospers I'll even make it official deed the water rights to the town guarantee fair prices for cattle build that new school house everyone wants his voice turned Earnest think about it Miss Winchester no more violence no more corruption just legitimate business bringing prosperity to the territory and the investigations Judge Parker demanded will fade away once the evidence disappears memories are short out here and there are always new scandals to occupy the authorities Porter's eyes fixed on Mary

your father understood pragmatism Miss Winchester sometimes the right thing means compromise Mary felt the weight of every eye on her she could see the Temptation in their faces the chance to end this cleanly to secure Shadow Creek's future without more Bloodshed Porter was offering everything thing they wanted and that's when she understood you're right about one thing Mr Porter she said quietly my father did understand pragmatism he taught me to count my shots to always know exactly how many rounds I had left she smiled he also taught me to count Riders you brought 30 men

to attack Shadow Creek 28 captured two escaped elementary mathematics quter smile slipped slightly your point those two riters who escaped and they didn't Escape did they you held them back probably position them somewhere with a good view of this meeting Mary's rifle didn't waver the question is are they watching us through normal rifle scopes or something more explosive the final confrontation reaches its peak subscribe now to see who outsmarts whom in this deadly game of cat and mouse Porter's composed facade cracked for just a moment revealing something cold and calculating beneath impressive deduction Miss Winchester

your father taught you well his hand moved slightly and Mary caught a glint of metal from the distant Ridge exactly where she'd expected his hidden men to be luke Mary said quietly the grain silo about 800 yards she kept her eyes on Porter and the church steeple someone with experience would know it offers the best coverage of this meeting point the Cole Brothers exchanged glances their professional expertise confirming her analysis Dynamite Luke said grimly standard Porter tactic if negotiations fail destroy enough of the town to make an example which is why you came in person

Mary continued watching Porter carefully you needed to be seen offering a fair deal when I refused the explosions would seem like Divine Justice the price of defying progress Porter sighed but his eyes were hard you're making this unnecessarily difficult Miss Winchester I'm offering peace prosperity a chance to protect everything you care about including your father's reputation funny thing about reputations Mary replied her finger steady on her rifle trigger my father taught me they're like rifle sights they need to be true to be worth anything she raised her voice slightly Billy how many sticks of dynamite

would you say Porters men are holding the young Deputy had been slowly edging away from the group using the conversation as cover based on the bulges in their saddle bags at least 20 sticks each more than enough to level half the town Porter's smile returned colder now then you understand your situation even you can't shoot two men at different positions before they light their fuses and I assure you miss Winchester they're very good at their jobs I'm sure they are Mary agreed professional dynamiters know exactly how to position charges for maximum effect they also know

the best ways to store explosives she paused meaningfully like keeping them dry something flickered in Porter's eyes uncertainty did you check the weather when you planned this Mr Porter Mary asked conversationally my father taught me that moisture can seep into Dynamite during cold nights makes it unstable and last night's fog was especially heavy on the North Ridge and around the church Porter's hand moved toward his coat but Mary's rifle was already tracking him I wouldn't those men of yours might get nervous try to light those wet fuses unstable Dynamite can be it unpredictable you're bluffing

Porter said but sweat had appeared on his forehead despite the cool morning am I Mary's smile was razor sharp the same way you were bluffing about having documents about my father the same way you bluffed Morrison and Miller into thinking they had no choice but to help you she took a step forward her rifle unwavering here's what's going to happen Mr Porter you're going to Signal your men to ride down slowly with their saddle bags Judge Parker is going to take custody of you and all evidence of your attempted bombing the federal Marshall can add

attempted mass murder to the charges when he arrives and if I refuse then we'll see if your men trust your judgment about wet Dynamite more than they trust their own Survival Instincts Mary's voice carried clearly across the morning air what do you say gentlemen want to risk lighting those fuses for a long moment no one moved then a voice called from the ridge sorry boss not getting blown up for this movement showed against the skyline as one of Porter's men began riding down hands raised the man in the church steeple followed moments later Porter's face

Twisted with rage as his final Gambit crumbled it's over Mary said quietly the only question is whether you face the law with dignity or add resisting arrest to your charges as Sheriff Davidson moved to take Porter into custody Luke Cole approached Mary you knew about the dynamite all long didn't you that's why you insisted on posting Watchmen near the church in Ridge last night Mary nodded Porter's type always has a backup plan and men like that they recycle strategies that worked before The Ledger mentioned three other towns were mysterious explosions discouraged resistance and the fog

the wet dynamite oh that was a complete Bluff Mary admitted finally lowering her rifle but men who rely on fear are often the most susceptible to it themselves eles my father taught me that too the Autumn Sun painted Shadow Creek in shades of gold as Mary Winchester stood on her Farmhouse porch watching the last Federal Marshall's wagon disappear into the distance Porter and his men were Bound for trial in Denver along with Morrison Miller and others whose corruption The Ledger had exposed the lengthy legal proceedings would ensure that Porter's criminal Empire would never threaten another

town quite a change from when I first arrived Luke Cole remarked joining her on the porch the for former gunman had traded his Trail clothes for more respectable attire befitting his new position as Shadow Creek's deputy sheriff towns different people are different Mary nodded thinking of all that had changed in the past weeks the truth about Porter operations had sparked investigations across three territories uncovering corruption that had poisoned dozens of communities Shadow Creek's stand had inspired other towns to resist similar schemes proving that determined people could stand against even the most entrenched corruption speaking of

changes Luke continued Judge Parker asked me to give you this he handed her an officiall looking document Federal Marshall service is creating a new division special investigators to handle complex cases across territory lines they want you to head it am Soo Mary studied the document thoughtfully they're willing to hire a woman they're willing to hire the person who brought down James Porter Luke corrected man or woman doesn't enter into it your father's reputation opened doors but your own actions kicked them down before Mary could respond Billy appeared leading his horse the young Deputy had grown

inches in confidence since the battle though his respect for Mary remained unchanged Ma's in from Denver he reported including another letter from that dime novel publisher they're still Mighty Keen to tell your story Mary smiled remembering Sarah's beloved dime novels that had started everything tell them what I told the others the real story belongs to Shadow Creek not just to me the town was busy below them people going about their business with a new sense of Pride and purpose Martha Davidson was organizing the ladies Aid Society to support similar groups in other towns threatened by

corrupt land grabs Sheriff Davidson had started a training program for other lawmen teaching them to recognize and resist the tactics Porter had used you know Luke said carefully some folks are saying Shadow Creek needs its own Legend something to remind people that standing up to evil isn't just something that happens in dime novels it has one Mary replied gesturing to the town below look at Mrs Henderson teaching those girls to shoot at the new range or Reverend Clark including strategy lessons in his Sunday School curriculum the legend isn't about one person it's about what ordinary

people can do when they stop being afraid your father would be proud Billy said quietly not just of what you did but of what you taught others to do Mary touched the rifle that hung above her fireplace her father's last gift now as much a symbol as a weapon he taught me that true strength isn't in having the best aim or the fastest draw it's in knowing what what you stand for and standing firm as if to punctuate her words a shot rang out from the direction of the new shooting range Mary smiled as she

recognized the shooters Technique One of Mrs Henderson's students learning the same lessons she had once learned in secret Time Changes Everything She mused even what people think is possible Luke nodded toward a group of riters approaching from the East speaking of change looks like we've got VIs visitors three men trying to look casual but riding too straight probably another town looking for help with their own Porter situation Mary picked up her father's rifle checking it with practiced ease then we'll help them that's what Legends are supposed to do isn't it show people they don't have

to face Darkness alone Miss Winchester Billy said with a grin I do believe you've been reading too many dime novels Maybe Mary agreed stepping off her porch to meet the approaching riters or maybe we're just living in a time when real stories are finally catching up to the ones we tell around campfires she thought of her father's lessons of all the secret hours of practice of a lifetime spent preparing for moments she'd never expected to face the quiet farm girl who'd hidden her skills was gone replaced by something more complex a symbol of what courage

and conviction could achieve but as she walked toward the new challenge Mary Winchester smiled some Secrets she'd learned were meant to be shared some talents Were Meant to light the way for others and sometimes the most unlikely Heroes were exactly the ones the world needed most up next you've got two more standout stories right on your screen if this one hit the mark you won't want to pass these up just click and check them out and don't forget to subscribe and turn on the notification Bell so you don't miss any upload from us