The Devil's Lair (A Lou Prophet Western #6) - Plot & Excerpts
A quarter hour after the attack, he was following the gunman’s trail through the hogbacks north of Bitter Creek, the roofs of which the sun slowly gilded behind him. A mile north of town, the drygulcher had followed a small creek, then turned up a steep hill through scattered aspens and pines. Following the sign, Prophet crossed two ridges, rising deeper into the mountains. By the time the sun had climbed halfway up the eastern sky, he reached an obscure canyon where the gunman had picked up an old mining road. Ten minutes later, Prophet came to a clearing where a sorry-looking tangle of peeled-log corrals huddled close to a shack fronting a mining portal cut into the high canyon wall. Prophet slipped out of the saddle and tethered Mean in a natural trough. Holding the Richards in his right hand, he crept to the floor of the canyon and hunkered down behind a boulder sheathed in shrubs. The sun had found the canyon and was gaining strength even at this altitude. Chipmunks prattled from overarching limbs.
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