Three Years Later 7
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"Bonner," Matt roared. "Jude Bonner. I've come to kill you."
Bonner froze in his attack on Kitty, and turned his head towards the opening of the tent. Kitty, hearing Matt's voice struggled to push him away from her, trying to get to her feet. She had to get to her husband. Bonner was too quick for her though and turned, striking her across the face, knocking her back down.
"You stay put," he growled as he rose, pulled his pants up and buttoned them. "I'll be back for ya."
Kitty couldn't do much else for the moment, as he had knocked the wind out of her when he had thrown her back down. Gasping for air, she watched in horror as Bonner grabbed his knife from his belt, and stuffed it in his boot as he walked out of the tent. She knew he wouldn't fight fair.
Matt was standing tall in the middle of the camp. He had already taken his gun off, and though surrounded by Bonner's men, he showed no fear of them. Glaring at Bonner when he stepped outside of the tent, he pushed his hat back on his head. "I want her back, Bonner, and I've come to get her." Matt told him.
"Oh, you'll get her," Bonner sneered. "That is, you will after me and the boys is through with her." Chuckling he walked up, standing directly in front of Matt. "I just got started on her, so you ain't missed much of the show." He saw the big man flinch at his words and smirked. "She's still a pretty woman, law man. Gonna enjoy taking her again."
Kitty struggled painfully to her feet. She heard Bonner's words and knew how it must anger Matt, but he was alone. He stood no chance with Bonner and his men.
She had to get to him. Gathering what little strength she had left, Kitty stumbled out of the tent, trying to run towards Matt. "Matt, NO!" she screamed. "Go back, Matt, he'll kill you. He's got a knife."
Bonner turned around to stop her, when Matt reached out and backhanded him. Bonner's men aimed their guns at him, but the Dodge men were already there on and on them. The battle for the camp was over before it began, but the battle between Matt and Bonner had just started.
When Kitty had called his name, Matt had looked at her. He saw the torn clothes and what looked like blood. He also saw the look of despair on her face. Once he had his hands on Bonner he didn't, and couldn't, stop. "I should've killed you last time," he said, as he began to tear him apart. "I will this time."
None of the Dodge men made a move to stop him. Festus looked over at Newly and saw the same look on his friend's face, that he knew was on his own. They would not intervene. What ever Matt did to the evil man, was justified and deserved.
Bonner was strong, incredibly so, but his strength was no match for Matt's outrage. Nothing, he did, succeeded in keeping Matt off of him. With one last punch, Bonner fell heavily to the ground, unable to get back up.
At the start of things, Festus had gathered Kitty away from the melee and had guided her to a seat on the side, as the battle raged on. But when it was over, she rose and ran towards Matt, determined to reach the safety of his embrace.
She didn't quite make it. Bonner, though down, was not quite out. Reaching into his boot, he pulled out the knife and threw it. The knife found its mark in the middle of her back, as she fell into Matt's arms. His face was the last thing she saw as the darkness claimed her.
TBC
