The memory of all the good men he killed during the Civil War still haunts former Captain Mason Hawke—fathers, sons, brothers, and husbands, who just happened to be wearing Union blue. Now only bad men can enflame his killing rage.A drifter who makes his living playing piano in frontier saloons, ...
It is many years since I visited Masada, Israel and longer yet since I saw the Dead Sea Scrolls when they were exhibited in Edinburgh, Scotland. Nevertheless, The Masada Scroll was a title that appealed to me when the book was being sold in my local library. The staff have a habit of selling book...
Mason Hawke has a dark past that he's trying to forget, but now he must choose between wealth and power or saving a town that's under the rule of a corrupt lawman.Mason Hawke emerged from war a scarred man, a man unable to return to a life of power and privilege. His only way out is to start his ...
“Sure, I’d be glad to,” Harder replied. He smiled. “Hell, that has to be good for business.” “I’m also going to ask that you close the bar during the meeting,” Mayor Cornett said. “Now wait a minute, James,” Harder answered. “First you ask me to let you use my place for a meeting, which is fine b...
Alani stared up at Chris from beside the car, open mouthed and silent. Chris stared back, his face reflecting the same. Shaking his head to clear the disturbing vision, the echo of the explosion still faint and receding, he called down to Alani, dazed and sprawled at his feet, “Hey! Are you okay?...
A rat, its beady eyes alert for danger, darted out of a warehouse, grabbed the piece of bread, then darted back inside. In another warehouse Sal Vizzini waited with two other men. He had come here, directly from the whorehouse. It had been good, but the bitch had asked him again: When was he goin...
Leading the train was a surrey in which Dupree, Libby, Lulu, and Sue were riding in the facing seats at the back, while a driver sat up front. The surrey and driver, like the four freight wagons and their drivers lined up behind the surrey, belonged to the Gold Nugget Haulers. Hawke came down to ...
Lina said flatly. “I won’t go. I understand perfectly well what you’re saying, but I won’t go.” “You’re not listening to me, Lina,” the tall chief deputy said. “You must go back to Missouri with Marshal Beck. It’s for your own safety.” “It’s obvious...