Johnstone Country. Shoot Straight or Die.
Scottish cattleman Duff MacCallister staked a claim for his life in America—and reserves a righteous anger for those who break the law in this smoking six-gun shootout from national bestselling authors William W. and J.A. Johnstone...
Thanks to a new line, the railroad has come to Chugwater, Wyoming, bridging the gap between the small town and the larger city of Cheyenne. Now Duff MacCallister can transport his black angus cattle herd with ease by iron horse instead of enduring a two-day trail drive. But the day after depositing the cash in his Cheyenne account, Duff learns that bank president Joel Prescott embezzled every cent—totalling tens of thousands of dollars—and then guilt-ridden, committed suicide.
Joel wasn’t just Duff’s banker, but also his longtime friend. Joel’s widow doesn’t believe her husband was a thief or that he killed himself. Duff agrees. And after getting an appointment as a territorial marshal, he’s aiming his barrel at putting every double-crossing lawman, red-handed outlaw, and corrupt businessman he can rustle up behind bars—or six feet under...
Scottish cattleman Duff MacCallister staked a claim for his life in America—and reserves a righteous anger for those who break the law in this smoking six-gun shootout from national bestselling authors William W. and J.A. Johnstone...
Thanks to a new line, the railroad has come to Chugwater, Wyoming, bridging the gap between the small town and the larger city of Cheyenne. Now Duff MacCallister can transport his black angus cattle herd with ease by iron horse instead of enduring a two-day trail drive. But the day after depositing the cash in his Cheyenne account, Duff learns that bank president Joel Prescott embezzled every cent—totalling tens of thousands of dollars—and then guilt-ridden, committed suicide.
Joel wasn’t just Duff’s banker, but also his longtime friend. Joel’s widow doesn’t believe her husband was a thief or that he killed himself. Duff agrees. And after getting an appointment as a territorial marshal, he’s aiming his barrel at putting every double-crossing lawman, red-handed outlaw, and corrupt businessman he can rustle up behind bars—or six feet under...