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Jeff Kane squinted against the rising sun. The tall man had packed up his camp for the night and was drinking the last of his coffee from his tin cup. Somewhere over the horizon, San Antonio must lie. Half a day's ride, he guessed. It had been five long years since he had last been in southwest Texas. Five years—and four of them he had been a soldier in the Northern army. Now he was coming back to a country that would hate him for fighting on the wrong side.