The Trailsman Bullets and Bridles Book Number 193 Jon Sharpe 160 pages.
As Skye Fargo rides into Kansas,
a glow lit’s up the darkened sky and the hoof beats of his Ovaro leads him to the source. Someone had put fire to the barns of Darcy Ingram. A woman who had taken a stand and made enemies. After saving her from certain death Fargo is almost killed himself but with his trusty colt at his side he turned out victorious killing six of the arsonists. Darcy is curtain that the fire was started by the Wranglers Association. A group of landowners who are in the business of selling horses for more that they were worth. Darcy is there one competitor who they will try to bring down at all costs. Now Fargo has to make a choice; between a frontierswoman or a ranch owner from his past; between riding on, or pulling out his colt for a fight. When a Pawnee tribe is
pulled into the blood feud, Fargo's life becomes a question.
Fargo
brought his foot down onto the man's belly and the man cried out as his legs came up, his shot going wildly into the trees. Fargo bent down and pulled him around as he brought his arm up to fire. Fargo's pile driver blow came down on the man, crashing into his arm, driving it into his body just as he fired again. Fargo winced as the bullet blew the man's jaw off and the figure went limp.
The Trailsman
Beginnings...they bend the tree and they mark the man. Sky Fargo was born when he was eighteen. Terror was his midwife, vengeance his first cry, killing spawned Sky Fargo, ruthless, cold-blooded murder. Out of the acrid smoke of gunpowder still hanging in the air, he rose, cried out a promise never forgotten.
The Trailsman they began to call him all across the West: searcher, scout, hunter, the man who could see where others only looked, his skills for hire but not his soul, the man who lived each day to the fullest, yet trailed each tomorrow. Skye Fargo, the Trailsman, and the seeker who could take the wildness of a land and the wanting of a woman and make them his own.