Two men both wearing the uniform of the grey walked out into the street of a kentucky town.
It had been a long hunt for Jessie Jesum. But now it was over.
"Im facing you Herb."
"What fer?"
"You had a lot of our men killed."
"It was war."
"War hell your a back stabber."
Herb Gilliam went sudden for his gun.
Two shots rang out, but Gilliam he was the only one dead.
"Breath easy now kid, Its finished came from the crowd."
It was certainly finished.