| Author: | JR Stokes | ISBN: | 9780989862158 |
| Publisher: | JR Stokes | Publication: | December 18, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | JR Stokes |
| ISBN: | 9780989862158 |
| Publisher: | JR Stokes |
| Publication: | December 18, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
Who would shoot Hugh Nady? No town folks had knew specially Sheriff John Hardy. Why would anyone kill a likeable, gentle gun shop owner. The man extended credit to those when needed; a helping hand to a woman crossing dirt rutted Main Street or comforting a child who’d skinned their knee. That is until Hardy discovers thousands of dollars, fancy clothes and deeded ownership in western and eastern lands tucked away in the man’s garment chest and gun store safe.
To the inhabitants’ of Thunder Ridge Hugh Nady appeared to fancy a young woman rancher, Deni Butler, and Deni Butler had questioned Hugh Nady’s intent behind the man’s expression of feelings. Frank Paschal had the answers but he wasn’t talking to anyone . . . and a saloon gal who’d opened her crib and heart to the stranger wound up dead on the bank of the Little Cuchara Creek. There was more . . . a lot more.
Who would shoot Hugh Nady? No town folks had knew specially Sheriff John Hardy. Why would anyone kill a likeable, gentle gun shop owner. The man extended credit to those when needed; a helping hand to a woman crossing dirt rutted Main Street or comforting a child who’d skinned their knee. That is until Hardy discovers thousands of dollars, fancy clothes and deeded ownership in western and eastern lands tucked away in the man’s garment chest and gun store safe.
To the inhabitants’ of Thunder Ridge Hugh Nady appeared to fancy a young woman rancher, Deni Butler, and Deni Butler had questioned Hugh Nady’s intent behind the man’s expression of feelings. Frank Paschal had the answers but he wasn’t talking to anyone . . . and a saloon gal who’d opened her crib and heart to the stranger wound up dead on the bank of the Little Cuchara Creek. There was more . . . a lot more.
