Richard Womack, the Rangers still mourn the death of Ranger Captain Laughlin McFarland, a legend and the fastest gun in Texas. An old brand, the scar was easy to read, the H bar H. Now he was trying to see if what was disturbing his horse was a danger. Law heads for Corpus Christi and into a deadly confrontation with the vicious Baxter Brothers. And think about what I said inside. Other than that quick movement and the flicking tails of a pair of horses that stood hipshot at a hitch rail in front of the veranda that ran the entire length of the house, nothing moved.
Young Cash Tate takes the jobÑa summer break from the city and her girlfriend troubles. Worn boots that made clear neither were wearing their Sunday-go-to-meeting outfits. As time passed, the Rangers became lawmen, protecting Texas after the Civil War. After a minute she turned back to the pair of guards. Waking up somewhere in the middle of a sand blow with no water, no hat and no horse only makes Buck ready to even the score. A little later and a few miles down the trail, the horseman sat comfortably in the saddle, listening to the late morning silence and enjoying the view of the world below. .
Coming into the valley by this back country route rather than along the stage line was no accident. When James Buckley Armstrong comes to help a recently widowed woman, somebody welcomes him with a deadly ambush. The mounted rider offered no danger to these grazing herds and only when he got too close did any even notice his existence. Still with a smile lighting his face he finished his smoke and taking a last long look at the valley below, nudged his black horse with the blunt end of a spur and headed on down the trail. The 3 months in Yuma Territorial Prison set Gene on the straight and narrow. Not knowing where to start, Buck is ambushed again and beaten unconscious--and then he gets mad. Many colorful characters come into his life, among them ranchers, prostitutes, miners and other unlikely mentors.
Who really killed Billy the Kid? By the time Charlie arrives, it's too late to save her, and while he knows he can't bring her back, that doesn't mean he can't help the widow get her revenge after all. He is extremely mastered in his field. Now a bank loan is due, and rustlers are stealing her herd. All books are in clear copy here, and all files are secure so don't worry about it. Slowing at the corner of a large pole corral, he sat his horse for a moment and looked over the big house, barns, bunkhouse and other smaller structures. Instantly two other rifles opened up, putting bullet after bullet into the twisted roll of empty blankets. Somebody doesn't like the idea of James Buckley Armstrong coming to help a recently widowed woman.
He was about halfway across the empty yard when the front door opened and two men walked across the porch followed by a slightly built woman. While on a trip to the Rockies to check out the latest Starbuck investment, a gold mine, a bandit kidnaps Jessie, and Ki must rescue her before it is too late. Waking up somewhere in the middle of a sand blow with no water, no hat and no horse only makes Buck ready to even the score. Reaching up slowly with his left hand, Buck tipped his hat. Another movement in the waning darkness and he was sure; there was a man standing half hidden behind another big pine tree. Relaxed in the saddle, Buck soon reached the well-maintained outbuildings of a working cattle ranch.
In this fourth book in the Ranger Winds Series by author E. Buck doesn't know where to start, but after he is ambushed for a second time and beaten unconscious, he gets mad. Waiting patiently for the sun to come up, he settled with his back against a pine and relaxed. Whether the idea had been to rob him or something else there was no way of knowing. A fly-screen-covered door in one of the smaller buildings close to one end of the veranda flew open and a pan of water was thrown out. A cattleman, he smiled at the thought, without even one head to call his own.
I heard you say to your wife, if I had known all of this I wouldn t of wrote the book and if I had known you d went this deep, I wouldn t of come to you wanting you to write it. It is a story of a young boy turned killer in order to survive; than found out that he liked the experience of his crimes, his killings, and the mutilations. After reaching up to touch his hat he had let his left hand fall naturally to rest on the saddle horn. Both were wearing the same type of working clothes, black denim pants tucked into shotgun boots. That gave the watching man an indication of where the possible danger was coming from.
He was, he realized a long time ago, a happy cattleman because without the troubles and tribulations that owning land or cattle brought, he was able to see life as simply one adventure after another. I do believe Mr Hightower thinks too much of himself and your being here helped take a bit of wind out of his hat. Not a snort, but the sharp release of air that indicated something was moving out in the darkness. Aiming his revolver at that point, he slowly and gently pulled back the hammer and waited. Now, in his trail-worn denim pants, faded red shirt and scarred boots with rundown heels, it was clear he was a cattleman.
Still without looking to see what his supple fingers had done, he twisted the ends and, striking a wooden match on a denim-clad pants leg, put flame to the quirley. Master Psychic, Dave Gerke 's work within the spirit world tells Billy 's story as facts rather than fiction. This, he decided, would be a good place to come back to for a spot of fishing. Author by : James D. From that angle it was clear that the woman would be the only one standing if a trigger was pulled. A few shots to the chest by a smaller man with a bigger hat.