Golden Trail — J. Allan Dunn

Then he sprang, with Bud closing in on him, holding his fire. Morrissey had killed three men now, though two of them deserved it, and Bud wanted more than ever to take him in alive, to get him before he reached the horses. Two of these might still be saddled, but mounting would take time, encumbered as the bandit was with the gold he evidently meant to risk everything to keep.