Receiving orders to clean up a huge swath of west Texas, the Rangers begin encountering outlaws and renegades before they even reach the heart of the crime-infested range. In saloons, at camp, on steam trains and stage coaches, Will and Jonas face down bandits, fugitives, crooked lawmen and trigger-happy drunks in loads of tough, bloody excitement. Griffin’s meticulous research into Texas Rangers, weapons, geography and historical events lend authenticity to his rollicking style of story-telling. The author writes about rough riding as only an experienced horseman can. Hats off to Desperate Ride!
Genevieve
was sitting at the bottom of the staircase, pain on her face. One of the other
women was with her.
“Genevieve,
I’m sorry I had to do that,” Jonas said. “How bad are you hurt?”
“It’s
only a twisted ankle,” Madeleine, the woman with her, answered. “She’ll be just
fine.”
“There
is no need to apologize, Jonas, mon cheri,” Genevieve assured
him. “If you had not shoved me aside, I would be dead. Is Judd—”
“He’s
done for,” Jonas answered. “He won’t be bothering you anymore. Nobody else,
neither.”
“Good.”
Genevieve spat at Hoover’s body. “He was a loco cochon.”
Rose
had hurried from the front, and was now standing with Will. She was unfazed by
the carnage, worried only about her girls.
“What
started all this, Will?”
Will
pointed his pistol toward Hoover’s body.
