A Man Called Sundown by Terrell Bowers

of the second man, the one who shot Biscayne?' Josh shook his head. 'Only that he was the quicker draw and called himself Angel.' 'Thanks for the information, Josh. That might be of some help.' 'You sticking around?' 'I don't know. I was hoping to find some answers, but nothing makes any sense to me yet.' 'Pa says you might be a religious man.' 'We exchanged a few lines from the Bible, and I feel quite certain there's a God. As for being devoutly religious or not, I don't have a clue.' Josh uttered a sympathetic sigh. 'That must be tough, walking around in a strange body, not knowing who you are or anything about yourself. Where do you go from here?' 'I'll stick close to town a couple days and see if anything comes back to me.' 'I've never seen you in these parts before. Why Cedar Flats?' 'Wish I knew, Josh. I really do.' 'What about Will Floren? Did you get a look at the men who killed him?' 'I can only guess one of the bullets fired by his killers creased my head and knocked me unconscious,' Sundown theorized. 'If I hadn't stumbled upon the body after I woke up, I would have missed him altogether.' 'Pa said you might have wounded whoever it was.' 'I doubt it. From where I found Will's body, I was a long way off for using a handgun. My rifles were still strapped on the horse. I must have fired quickly, trying to prevent Will's death and one of killers notched my skull with a bullet.' 'I'd like to help,' the boy offered. 'If anything comes up, my pa always knows where to find