Chaparral Range War
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From Dusty Richards, winner of the 2007 Spur Award for The Horse Creek Incident, comes a brand-new series about a former Texas Ranger out to enforce the law, no matter where he goes…
When the Texas Legislature decided to stop paying its rangers, Phil Guthrey knew it was time to move on to greener pastures. As he rides into Arizona Territory, he finds a slew of criminals running free—thanks to Crook County’s no-good sheriff. With reports of rape, arson, theft, fatal shootouts, and foul play, Guthrey decides to make it his mission to rehabilitate Crook County, not to mention capture the heart of the spunky Cally Bridges.
As Guthrey sets out to bring to justice the men terrorizing his new home, he knows he must ultimately find a way to uproot Sheriff Killion if he wants to clean up the county for good. The fight will be long and hard, but for a former Texas Ranger like Guthrey, getting your hands dirty is just part of the job…
about the good, fresh-faced men from Mexico who came to work at any job they could find—very different from the hard-faced, lazy hombres that caused trouble and were really banditos. The old man looked tired, but Noble never let on how weary he might be. They all slept out under the stars, and they were up when Guthrey went to milk the cow in the predawn. Enrico asked to milk the cow and Guthrey let him. A short while after breakfast, they loaded up again, and Noble took Pete and the
he’d be back and headed for the Joyce Ranch with all the crew of girls standing out on the porch waving hankies good-bye at him when he rode out. It was hard for him not to laugh at the sight of them doing that as he rode on his way up East Mountain, headed for the Joyce place. Maybe he could pinpoint those three prisoners as the some of the night raiders. He certainly hoped so. A sun time check told him it was already midmorning and he hadn’t even gotten to see the Joyce family. They
They were standing aside and Guthrey was waving and saying good night to people, fixing to leave. “I heard something today,” O’Riley said. “I heard that Whitmore told a man he’d pay him two hundred dollars gold to get you out of this country.” “Did he tell you the name of the man Whitmore told that to?” “No. Guess the guy he talked to must have been tough ’cause he wouldn’t tell me that either.” “Did he say if the man took the money?” “No, sir, he said that guy wanted
beat them. We had little food, little ammo, and no horses—and we were cavalry. A horseman never feels good walking in the mud. Especially a Texas one.” “Yes, I’ve been told about the problems you had. Ring the triangle. Dan will wake up.” She brought over the coffeepot to fill his cup. He went to wake the third member of this outfit. “That coffee smells great. I’ll be right back.” When he returned, she had put the pot back on the wood range. “You ever have a wife?” she asked.
dangerous. What can I do for you?” “Do you know a man named Slegal?” “He has a ranch east of here. He’s been spoken about as a troublemaker, but I know of no incidents with him in our community.” “The man, besides his terrorism activities, has raped a half dozen ranch wives and probably more.” “Oh no. How do you know that?” “He does it masked but wears a large ruby ring.” “What can we do about him?” “It will be hard to get many of these women to testify, but I