Sundown. Four bodies in the ground marked with makeshift crosses, leaving the fifth and final man dangling from the thick tree branch. Exhausted, thirsty and hungry, Curry persevered. One more body to go, the fifth and final one, appeared as though he’d been hung within the last twenty four to forty eight hours. No flesh deterioration. Clothing intact. And, it wasn’t lost on Curry that the man’s clothing was high cotton. Expensive. The man had money, although it was doing him no good now. With knife in hand, Curry was ready to cut him down, but he noticed the man’s boots.
Sundown. Four bodies in the ground marked with makeshift crosses, leaving the fifth and final man dangling from the thick tree branch. Exhausted, thirsty and hungry, Curry persevered. One more body to go, the fifth and final one, appeared as though he’d been hung within the last twenty four to forty eight hours. No flesh deterioration. Clothing intact. And, it wasn’t lost on Curry that the man’s clothing was high cotton. Expensive. The man had money, although it was doing him no good now. With knife in hand, Curry was ready to cut him down, but he noticed the man’s boots.