Foul Play

Mary inhaled sharply as she was pressed once more against the doorpost of the darkened general store. Pancho Castillo pulled back from the kiss...

A Grand Entrance

Kevin Wainwright watched the smoke plumes rising, clouding Gomorra’s sunset. Ivor Hawley’s transformation had panicked the would-be posse. The fleeing mob no doubt thought...

Long Strides to Gomorra

It’s a long way to Gomorra from Shan Fan. Wasn’t always that way, and still only about eighty miles as the raven flies. ‘Course,...

Steel of the Night

Raymond Calhoun whistled a jaunty tune as he left the Union Casino. His leather bag jingled in his waistcoat’s inner pocket, filled from a long,...

Frontier Justice

Philip Swinford blinked as the late afternoon sunlight reflected off the oak-dappled canyon. He strained futilely against the ropes that bound his hands in...

Desperate Times

Abram Grothe paced Dave’s cramped sheriff’s office. Well, it’s my office now, he thought. He stopped and stared at the cluttered piles of wanted posters, briefs...

Quickdraw Handgun

Smith and Robards Catalog Spring 1878 When you need an edge, bigger is not always better. Sometimes surprise wins out over force.  Introducing Smith and Robards’...

A Ghost of a Chance

August 29, 1877 “I still hear hoof-beats behind us,” Kevin Wainwright lifted his ear from the ground and looked back up towards the coach as he...

The Alighnment

Lucy Clover leaned against one of the thick ropes that supported the tent to take some weight off of her ankle. It throbbed with...

Blight Serum

“Kevin …” Ivor Hawley said. On cue, his diminutive assistant strode through the tent flaps. “Yes, Ringmaster,” Kevin squeaked. Ivor held out two small vials of...