I came across this novel while prepping for a different Adam Page related project and Dick and Jaxwell came to the correct conclusion that it was Marty and Hangman. So this happened. And also this.
“These ropes are starting to get tight. Can’t you loosen them, even just a little? I swear I won’t run. You’ve caught me.”
The cowboy looked at his quarry’s rope-bound wrists and took a deep breath. His bare chest swelled with the intake of warm desert air. The captured Dr. Martin’s eyes couldn’t help but notice the way his golden skin glistened with perspiration. He suddenly felt very thirsty, and it wasn’t just the heat from the slowly setting sun.