CHAPTER THIRTEEN We were back in Dodge. It was almost one o’clock. I had eight hours to figure out a solution to Jackson and Howard’s spat, or else a range war would break out, with all the cowboys on one side and all the ranchers on the other. I’d been a part...
CHAPTER TWELVE “Ike Howard had no call to fence that pond there, Mr. Dillon. There’s enough water there for all the trail herds in the next ten years.” “It’s on his ranch, Chester,” I said. “He’s got a right to fence in his own range.” “A right, maybe,” said Chester,...
CHAPTER ELEVEN “Well, Clay was shot, all right,” said Doc, “but from the meat of the wound and the quagginess of the blood, I’d say it happened sometime the day before yesterday – the day of the robbery. I’d say the cashier’s bullet didn’t go wild after all.” That...
CHAPTER TEN The day was another scorcher. The drought out in the prairie was the worst I’d ever seen. Everybody in Dodge was a little edgy about a prairie fire, and I couldn’t blame them. All it would take was one fool with a cigar and the whole of Dodge could burn to...
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CHAPTER NINE I came into the office a little late the next morning. It had been a long night. There had been four more encounters like my one at the Texas Trail, and all of them had ended the same way. If this kept up I’d have to check the butt of my six-gun for...
Author David Blixt’s work is consistently described as “intricate,” “taut,” and “breathtaking.” A writer of Historical Fiction, his novels span the Roman Empire to early Renaissance Italy up through the Elizabethan era…READ MORE