Boone staggered backward, pain twisting across his features as June stood with smoking pistol, her expression unreadable yet resolute.
“This ends tonight,” she said quietly.
Boone laughed bitterly despite his wound.
“You think loyalty ever protected anyone,” he sneered. “Your sister trusted me once.”
June’s hand trembled.
“You destroyed her life,” Boone continued cruelly.
The final shot silenced him forever.
By dawn, Wade and June rode toward the abandoned mine, tension thick with unresolved betrayal and fragile alliance. Inside the collapsing tunnels, Wade uncovered a hidden chest where gold coins gleamed like promises capable of corrupting even the strongest convictions.
“We could leave everything behind,” Wade murmured thoughtfully.
June’s eyes darkened as she drew a concealed blade.
“No,” she said quietly. “I leave nothing unfinished.”
“You killed your father,” Wade said calmly.
“He destroyed my childhood,” June replied coldly. “And your sister discovered everything.”
Rage surged violently through Wade’s chest.
The struggle erupted fiercely, dust and gold scattering beneath fury and desperation. When exhaustion finally subdued violence, Wade secured June with trembling resolve.