Bury, Idaho was the kind of place that tested mens' resolve. It was wild and unruly and so were its inhabitants: Stratton, Potter, and Richards, three outlaw gunslingers trying to make a place for themselves. A no man's land like Bury seemed the appropriate home for these desperados until Smoke Jensen came to town. Smoke came to this barren frontier with an ax to grind and the desire to see these three miscreants settle down permanately-six feet down....

They struck in a pack, in the dead of night. They crept in like thieves, like the cowards they were ... but it wasn't robbery they had in mind. Smoke Jensen was buying cattle a hundred miles away from his Colorado ranch when he got the news. He rode hard and didn't stop until he reached his wife's side. She had been shot three times and lay close to death.

New York Times bestselling series: Stranded in the middle of a brutal range war, an innocent man may have no choice but to take sides . . .
Smoke Jensen sat in a cave and boiled the last of his coffee. He figured he was in Idaho—somewhere south of Montpelier—but he was certain about only two things: he was cold and he was being hunted by a small army of men. Smoke knew why he was cold—it was winter. He just didn't...

"He was raised by the mountain man called Preacher, and he was said to be the fastest gun alive. Until he hung up his gun belts to raise a family. Smoke Jensen was the last mountain man and a force of nature. But Lee Slater and his gang of low-life desperadoes didn't know that. Stirring up a motherlode of trouble for the retired gunslinger was Slater's first mistake. Shooting Smoke Jensen's wife Sally was his second"--Page 2 of cover.

This second book in William W. Johnstone's classic Preacher series finds Preacher leading a wagon train of settlers into the Rockies-and through dangerous territory. Trapped on the Continental Divide by a blinding snowstorm, Preacher must fend off the gunfire of the wicked Pardee gang, and a band of marauding Utes.

Clint Black ran the biggest cattle operation in Montana. His Circle 45 spread controlled the best water, the richest graze, and he had his own personal army of cutthroats. And he didn't like competition. Only a fool could fail to see trouble when Smoke Jensen brought 3,500 head up from Colorado to sell to Black's neighbor. When Clint's greed overcomes his common sense and he butchers Smoke's entire crew, Smoke will seek a vengeance never before seen...

Six-Gun Justice. . .
Smoke Jensen was the last mountain man and the quickest draw in the West. But he was tired of fighting every punk who wanted to make a reputation for himself, so he hung up his .45s.
It Didn't Last Long. . .
Like Jensen, the two Mexican gunfighters known as Carbone and Martine had put away their six-guns, married and turned to ranching down in Durango. Then they came up against an army of outlaws under...