Father Sean Flannery remarked. “Much more rapidly than I’d have expected.” “It sure is, Father,” Ben answered. He, Joe Nash, and Father Flannery were heading a crew building a new church on the site of Edith Pettigrew’s burned down home. Despite having a contentious relationship, to put it mildly...
He signed the work James Reginald De Courcey. It wouldn’t do to sign his work Sampson Quick—not when there was a reward on his head for murder. While in the guise of De Courcey, he took great care to use the proper Received Pronunciation, like a well-educated Englishman, and not let his r’s betra...
That includes our author, Ford Fargo—but we have decided to make his identity an open secret. Ford Fargo is the “house name” of Western Fictioneers—the only professional writers’ organization devoted exclusively to the traditional western, and which includes many of the top names working in the g...
That includes our author, Ford Fargo—but we have decided to make his identity an open secret. Ford Fargo is the “house name” of Western Fictioneers—the only professional writers’ organization devoted exclusively to the traditional western, and which includes many of the top names working in the...
Yet after a week of ever-deepening delirium, fever and excruciating pain, his death had been a merciful release. “He’s gone,” Dr. Logan Munro announced with a sigh. “And I didn’t even know his name.” The town doctor wound the tubes of his stethoscope into a neat bundle and stowed it away in his m...
There’d already been plenty of blood spilled, and many would have turned tail, but these fellas had all hung on and seemed to still have their teeth sharp. Since entering the Indian territories they’d ridden hard, covering thirty miles or more while the big scout, Blackfeather, had tracked, somet...