New Release — Due Justice (James P. Stone Series Book 4) by J. L. Guin

A bank robbery results in a teller’s death in a small town near the Nebraska Territory, and Deputy U.S. Marshals James P. Stone and Jackson Millet are dispatched by Judge Castle to go after the robbers, career criminals Leonard Crepes and T.C. Wilde.

Stone and Millet find themselves in a deadly race against time as Wilde becomes even more daring, killing one man and wounding another a few days later, but the territory they must cover is vast, and Crepes and Wilde could be anywhere.

When Crepes and Wilde split up, Millet and Stone must decide which one of them to follow. But during their search, an unexpected turn of events puts Stone’s old nemesis, Laird, squarely back in their sights once more.

In a desperate, deadly showdown, will Stone be able to finally capture Laird and make him pay for the murder of his old friend and mentor, Eldon Greyson? After five long years, will Stone see that Laird gets DUE JUSTICE?

EXCERPT

     The woman continued to wail without letting up. Everyone in the bank was staring at the commotion. Chambers raised his six-gun and fired one shot to the woman’s chest. The woman’s screaming stopped as she fell back against a wall painted with her blood when the bullet exited her thin upper body. She lay in a crumpled heap as her blood pooled beside her body and gun smoke boiled around in the air above her.

      “There was no need to do that, Randall!” Lars Gilbert called out. “You could have just knocked her out!”

     Chambers paid the man no heed. In the cloud of gun smoke, he busied himself dumping the second teller’s drawer into the sack.

     The bank manager tried to push past T.C. and go to the woman’s aid.

     “Milly!” he cried out. T.C. shoved the portly man back to stop him but the man paid no heed, with his intent on reaching the fallen woman. A loud gunshot from T.C.’s six-gun stopped the man’s frantic movements forward. The manager teetered for a moment, then fell forward to the floor with a large hole in his protruding stomach.

     “We got company coming,” Crepes yelled out. “Let’s get outta here!

     

New Release — Bounty Poachers (James P. Stone Series Book 3) by J. L. Guin

A life of dire circumstances gave need for boldness with a gun…

When Deputy U.S. Marshals James Stone and Jackson Millet recover from being wounded in a shoot-out, their first assignment is to track down two brothers who are bringing dead outlaws in under questionable conditions. When bounty hunters began to be killed as well, Stone and Millet realize they are dealing with bounty poachers.

Jasper and Jason Bain have run onto some hard luck. They need money, and in desperation, begin by robbing stagecoaches and individuals. They quickly progress to bringing in outlaws for the bounty—always dead. When they graduate to stealing the outlaws from the bounty hunters who have gone to the trouble to track them down, they must do away with all witnesses.

But bounty hunter Joe Grebbs was one man they couldn’t kill, and he’s coming after them. Can Stone and Millet get to the Bain brothers before Grebbs tracks them down and murders them for what they did to him? Though Stone is reluctant to put aside the ongoing quest to find his nemesis, Evelyn Laird, this job must come first—before more blood is spilled.

In a race against time, will Millet and Stone be able to prevent Grebbs from having his day of vengeance in the hunt for the BOUNTY POACHERS?

EXCERPT

     Weeks called out, “Better hurry up, Johnny, looks like something’s up across the street.”

     Curtis jerked his head briefly to glance out the window, but from deep inside the bank, he could not see the reason for his partner's alarm. He glared at Weeks, then turned to the manager and snarled, “Best you keep quiet until we leave.”

     Curtis snatched the bank bag from the manager, then made long strides to the door. He opened the door cautiously and scanned the businesses across the street. When he did not see anything that might raise an alarm; he stepped out. Weeks followed.

     The robbers hurried to their horses, grabbed the reins, and were ready to swing up into their saddles when a man's voice boomed from across the street.

     “You men, drop those pistols and get your hands up!”

     

New Release -- Lawman’s Gun (James P. Stone Series Book 2) by J. L. Guin

James Stone never intended to become a lawman—he plans to track down the murderers of his best friend and mentor, Eldon Greyson, alone. And he looks forward to that day of reckoning, because whenever it comes about, there are a thousand and one ways to make the killers pay. But Fate steps in and gives Stone a chance he never counted on…

When his work in Eaton, Kansas, as a temporary lawman is over, he jumps from the frying pan into the fire when he takes a position as a deputy U.S. marshal with a friend, Deputy U.S. Marshal Jackson Millet. Millet convinces Stone that working as a lawman will give him more opportunities to run his old nemesis, a man named Laird, to ground—and make him pay for Greyson’s murder so many years ago.

A confrontation between the two lawmen and two bank robbers let Stone know he’s close to Laird—and he chafes at the restrictions the marshal’s job has placed on him, wanting nothing more than to ride to the nearby E.L. Ranch and take on the outlaw he’s waited to long to face. 

But when Laird and his partner, Bill Dubin, brazen it out with a visit to the marshals, they’re in for a blazing gun battle the likes of which the little town of Tascosa has never seen. They won’t go down without a fight—and they’re determined not to die by a LAWMAN’S GUN…

EXCERPT

     Thorsen and Slager nodded, then the three walked along the side length of the building until they reached the boardwalk fronting the bank. Hobbs stuck his head out past the building for a quick look up and down the street. He saw nothing out of the ordinary, and more importantly, no one had raised an alarm about why three masked men stood in an alley next to the bank.

     Hobbs motioned with his six-gun barrel for Slager to go ahead. Slager crept around the corner, then stepped onto the boardwalk and to the bank’s front door. He opened the door wide, then unfurled the sack and pitched it onto the bank’s floor. After he'd pulled the door shut, he hurried back to the alleyway where Hobbs and Thorsen waited.

     The loosed wasps created immediate chaos inside the bank. Loud voices and cursing echoed through the wall. One man yelled, “What the hell!” Another man’s booming voice proclaimed, “Son-of-a-bitch!” Still another, the sergeant in charge of the guards, instructed, “One of you men, see if you can get that bag and throw it out the door.”

     Almost instantly, the front door flew open and a suited rotund man dashed through it swatting at his face with his hands. A thin woman screamed, then burst through the doorway, frantically swatting at three or four big, mahogany-colored wasps which were the size of hornets. The insects buzzed around her head, dodging her swats. The wasps eventually got through her line of defense. One landed on the collar of her loose, full-length dress and sunk a stinger into her neck.

     The woman squalled louder, then dashed into the middle of the street, the dress not hampering her reckless flight as her skirt billowed. The unfortunate woman ran headlong into the path of a big freight wagon pulled by six mules traveling at a brisk pace. The startled driver struggled to get the animals stopped. But at least two of the mules trampled the woman to silence. Her bloody body lay mangled before the front wheel of the wagon.

     The three sack-covered men watched four men in blue uniforms charge out of the bank with six-guns in hand while swatting wasps with their other, as they fled the bank. Hobbs nudged Thorsen and Slager forward. The pair rushed up behind the stunned soldiers; raised the butts of their six-guns, and bludgeoned them, knocking both senseless before they hit the ground.