FICTION-WESTERN

Slocum’s on the run—wanted for a killing he didn’t commit. Slocum’s career as a bronc buster for the Circle Z Ranch comes to a sudden end when his boss believes he started a fight among the cowhands, and fires him. After a night of drowning his sorrows in the saloon of the town of Rascality, Slocum finds he’s a wanted man. His ex-employer was found dead from a gunshot wound to the back. Marla Ziglinsky doesn’t think Slocum’s the kind of man who would shoot her father in the back. As new boss of the Circle Z, she engages Slocum’s help in finding the real killer. But when it appears that the murder is only part of a thieving ring involving cattle and the ranch’s mine, Slocum finds himself preparing to bust broncos who deal in lead…

Slocum's reputation is about to get soiled… John Slocum never minded visiting houses of ill fame--until he loses a pat hand in a poker game and finds himself paying by playing bouncer at the local brothel. A big rodeo's coming to town, and the place needs a hard man to take care of trouble. And when a lady under his protection ends up dead, Slocum aims to guard his flock of soiled doves with one clean shot…

This squaw's got Slocum running from both sides of the law! A spunky squaw makes the injured Slocum an offer he can't refuse: her very special care for his protection against the angry Cayuse braves and the white bounty hunters on their trail.

Slocum’s gathering no moss… Out in the remote Wasatch Mountains, there isn’t much in the way of employment. Luckily, Slocum has a job at the sawmill that will do just fine. But when the owner of the mill tells him he wants a man to hunt down the crook who stole his wife’s jewelry, Slocum finds himself switching jobs—for a promised huge payoff. Chasing down the jewel thief seems like a simple tracking job. That’s before Slocum winds up in unmapped territory on the trail of a criminal mastermind. Heading into terrible danger, Slocum will have to decide if getting back the most valuable stone is worth putting his own life on the line…

They’re out for blood, but after the wrong man… A pit stop in Las Vegas along the appropriately named “Journey of Death” lands Slocum in jail—but not for long. They’ve got the wrong man, and after Slocum’s escape there are bounty hunters and lawmen hot on his trail. The man they really want is Slocum’s doppelganger, Neale—with his hide intact for a greater cash reward. With bounty-thirsty men on his trail, Slocum’s only refreshment is a curvy city girl who’s determined to help him find Neale…and get a little something for herself. But once Slocum lays eyes on Neale, he’s not concerned with keeping him alive…

Color illustration on front cover of three superimposed vignettes: man wearing western hat and red bandana holding a rifle in his proper left hand; bare-chested man wearing blue pants embracing a woman wearing a pink dress; two men in a rocky outcropping shooting at each other.