Saloon E-Book

Owen G Irons

• Herausgeber: Robert Hale
• Kategorie: Abenteuer, Thriller, Horror
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2016

Beschreibung

The spot where the lady is put off the train is wretched, over-heated and barren. It is high desert country, uninhabited, suitable only for the wild creatures that can live without water. Diane Kingsley is part-owner of the Cock's Crow Saloon in the distant town of Sand Hill, but she has rubbed some of the men, her erstwhile partners, up the wrong way, and these men have gobbled up her shares. Finally they saw to it that she was thrown aboard a westbound train and sent out alone into the desert. Well … not quite alone, for, when she arrives, she finds that she has been riding with Walt Cassidy, who has also been run out of Sand Hill, for shooting the man who killed his horse. Walt is desperate, but he does not know Diane Kingsley. He does not know the number of friends Diane has to help her in her irrational quest to build a saloon in an empty land - no matter how many guns are sent to stop her.

Leseprobe

Saloon

The spot where the lady is put off the train is wretched, overheated and barren. It is high desert country, uninhabited, suitable only for the wild creatures that can live without water.

Diane Kingsley is part-owner of the Cock’s Crow Saloon in the distant town of Sand Hill, but she has rubbed some of the men, her erstwhile partners, up the wrong way, and these men have gobbled up her shares. Finally they saw to it that she was thrown aboard a westbound train and sent out alone into the desert.

Well … not quite alone, for, when she arrives, she finds that she has been riding with Walt Cassidy, who has also been run out of Sand Hill, for shooting the man who killed his horse.

Walt is desperate, but he does not know Diane Kingsley. He does not know the number of friends Diane has to help her in her irrational quest to build a saloon in an empty land – no matter how many guns are sent to stop her.

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Saloon

Owen G. Irons

© Owen G. Irons 2016

First published in Great Britain 2016

ISBN 978-0-7198-2115-8

The Crowood Press

The Stable Block

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This e-book first published in 2016

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Robert Hale is an imprint of The Crowood Press

The right of Owen G. Irons to be identified as author of this work has been asserted by him in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988

CHAPTER ONE

‘What’s that specimen doing here, and who collected it?’ Tug Travis demanded. His pointing finger indicated a sorrowful looking man seated on his saddle not twenty yards from the rails of the underconstruction Colorado & Eastern Railroad line. Travis was line boss for this section of rail, called Grade Forty-Four on the official schematic. This was the last section Travis’s crew would be working on before the line reached its planned terminus, Denver.

So far Travis had kept his mostly Irish crew on schedule and out of trouble. He had done that, Tug was convinced, through constant vigilance and tight supervision. Anyone he did not know or recognize as a part of the railroad was a suspect. Just now the great hulk of Engine Number 8 sat at rest on the gleaming silver rails that had only recently been spiked to the ties, holding them in position. Number 8 had trudged its way across Colorado to this point, drawing its small contingent of cars behind: three sleeping cars for the crew, an equal number for hauling materials, and a smaller enclosed car they used as the cook station. Last came the red caboose where the crew slept. There was room for Tug Travis and his officers to sleep in the caboose as well, separated from the foot soldiers—the track layers: these were a tough, thick-shouldered bunch recruited mostly out of Boston pubs and the city jail, some eager for a steady job away from the crowded Eastern cities, some simply because the silver in their pockets had run dry.