By William W. Johnstone
Matt Jensen did not want to kill murderers in Wyoming yet he had no selection. Now, his reputation has reached into Idaho Territory the place a girl Matt knew as a toddler in an orphanage is being hunted by means of predators...Kitty Wellington inherited her uncle's 20,000-acre ranch - and a loan - at the Snake River. She plans to pay her debt via promoting thoroughbreds to the U.S. military. yet a relative is making an attempt to scouse borrow it all...until Matt enters a struggle whose most deadly fighters have not begun to teach their hand.
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Matt Jensen didn't wish to kill murderers in Wyoming yet he had no selection. Now, his reputation has reached into Idaho Territory the place a lady Matt knew as a toddler in an orphanage is being hunted through predators. .. Kitty Wellington inherited her uncle's 20,000-acre ranch - and a loan - at the Snake River.
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The door to her study being open, when Kitty turned in her chair, she saw Tyrone Canfield standing there, holding his hat in his hand. “Yes, Tyrone,” Kitty said, greeting her foreman with a smile. ” Tyrone rolled his hat in his hand and cleared his throat, obviously not wanting to say what he had to say. The expression of concern on Tyrone’s face caused Kitty to give up her smile. ” she asked. ” “I hate to tell you this, Mrs. Wellington, but we’re missin’ seventy-five head of Arabians,” he said.
To some, Matthews’s office might have been considered messy, but because it was the office of a bank president, it was just considered busy. The bank president’s desk was filled with stacks of paper, though he did manage to keep enough room left on his desk for an ink blotter and an inkwell and pen. The walls of his office were festooned with pictures, including one of a 4-4-2 engine with steam gushing from its piston rods as it thundered beneath a plume of smoke, pulling a string of passenger cars across a high trestle that afforded a grandiose mountain vista.
When Poke Terrell stepped inside the Sand Spur Saloon in Medbury for the first time, he looked around the room until he saw the table that he wanted. It was slightly more than halfway back in the room and sitting close, but not uncomfortably close, to the stove. It was also situated so as to give him a good view, both of the front door and the side door, and this was important to him. A person in Poke’s business, and with his reputation, made enough enemies that it was always a good idea to know who was coming and going.
Snake River Slaughter (Matt Jensen: The Last Mountain Man, Book 5) by William W. Johnstone