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“RETRIBUTION ROAD” BY CHRISTI CORBETT
Montana Territory, 1867
Graham Patterson, an accomplished veterinarian, is leaving Seattle
and heading east to start a new life for himself. Opportunities abound
for men who understand how to make the land work for them, rather than
work the land. But after he overhears two scoundrels plotting to take
advantage of a lonely spinster, his well-laid plans go awry.
Willow Bennet lives just outside the town of Whitcomb Springs with
only her beloved dog to keep her company. It’s a predictable life, until
late one night when she foils an attack and her dog is wounded as
revenge.
Can she trust the mysterious stranger who insists he can help?
EXCERPT FROM “RETRIBUTION ROAD”
Chapter One
Friday, November 1, 1867
GRAHAM HID IN the shadows, his hand resting on his pistol while he
considered the rising flames. Normally he’d take a wide path around a
stranger’s camp, but the glowing coals promised warmth and the pot the
two men had hanging over the fire smelled of beans. Eating nothing for
three days made a man consider a lot of things.
Even worse, he was lost.
In Seattle, taking a wrong turn had meant simply backtracking or trying
another street. Deep within the wooded and ankle-busting terrain of
Montana Territory, it meant he could die.
His stomach growled again, and he took another swig of icy water from
his canteen to quiet the rumbling. Graham’s numb fingers fumbled with
the metal cap and a clang broke the silence.
The younger man leapt to his feet. “Pa, did you hear something?”
The older man rose and swung a Henry rifle into firing position. “Who’s
out there?” he demanded, his voice raspy from years of hard liquor and
harder living.
Graham sighed. Unless he wanted to start a fight with strangers, he’d
best answer. “No need to get riled up. I’m just passing through.”
“You alone?” shouted the younger man, planting his legs wide while shucking off his coat.
“Yes,” Graham replied, his fingers lowering to test the knot securing his holster to his leg.
They exchanged whispers, then the older man called out, “You cold?”
“Yes.” Graham grimaced. Late fall out here was a lot colder than his
brother’s letters had led him to believe. The frigid winds seemed to
blow right through his clothes—a blanket-lined coat, flannel shirt, wool
pants, long socks, and high boots—and settle deep in his bones. He’d
been cold for the past month.
“Better come in then. Keep your hands where we can see them.”
“FORSAKEN TRAIL” BY MK MCCLINTOCK
Montana Territory, 1865
Cooper McCord enjoyed a solitary life. When he first showed Daniel
and Evelyn Whitcomb the beautiful mountain valley in Montana, he didn’t
expect to stay. After the War Between the States began, Cooper remained
close and helped build the town, not realizing he was building a home
for himself. When an unexpected arrival to Whitcomb Springs makes him
question his reclusive life, will Cooper retreat to his wilderness or
allow himself to take a chance and risk happiness?
EXCERPT FROM “FORSAKEN TRAIL”
Whitcomb Springs, Montana Territory
May 30, 1865
SHE NEVER imagined dying at the hands—or paws—of a bear. Either she’d
end up dead like the poor driver she hired in Bozeman or find a way to
escape unscathed. Considering the layers of skirts and petticoats she
wore, Abigail wasn’t going to bet on her ability to outrun the great
animal.
She remained still in the low branches of a tree. Unable to climb higher
unless she removed her skirts, Abigail controlled her breathing so as
not to alert the animal. The past few years of her life had been in
pursuit of an education. Her work in the war relief had kept her busy
for four long years, but she found time in the evening hours to consume
knowledge. The more she learned, the more she wanted to know.
Abigail read most of the leather-bound volumes of work in her family’s
library, from philosophy to geography to history, and everything in
between. Unfortunately, not a single text had explained what to do when
confronted by five hundred pounds of bear. Magnificent though the animal
was, Abigail didn’t want to become dinner.
Poor Mr. Tuttle had fallen from the wagon and broken his neck when the
horses spooked and ran off. She’d been unable to drag him away, let
alone pull him up a tree. Even now, she watched as the massive brown
bear sniffed around the body. She dispelled a deep breath when she
realized it wasn’t going to eat Mr. Tuttle. It looked around instead,
smelling the air.
Abigail swore it stared directly at her. Too late, she recalled that
bears climb trees. Her first thought had been to escape, and unable to
outrun the creature, she went up. She calculated if the bear stood on
its back legs, it could reach the low-hanging branches where she hid and
knock her from the tree with one swipe. She grabbed the nearest branch
above her head and pulled herself up. Abigail ignored the loud rip in
her skirt and the sudden gush of cool air that hit her legs and climbed
higher. Two more branches put her out of swiping distance.
The grizzly sauntered toward her and stood, staring and studying. She
imagined it thinking of all the ways it could rip her apart and savor
her like a delicious meal. The stays on her corset would be no match for
those great claws, and the teeth . . . Abigail shuddered and reminded
herself that most living creatures weren’t vicious by nature.
Abigail knew the animal was aware of her location. It landed back on all
fours and approached the base of the tree. The heavy breathing and
snorting filled the silence.
“TRACKING AMY” BY SAMANTHA ST. CLAIRE
Riley Buchanan knew he’d been in the mining camps too long when he
mistook the pretty Amy Sutton for a boy. Why she kept her gender
disguised puzzled Riley. Curiosity put him on her trail. Destiny placed
him in her life. Would Riley become the missing piece to the puzzle that
was Amy?
EXCERPT FROM “TRACKING AMY”
WITH A SATISFYING “clunk,” the can flew up from the fence rail. Amy
lowered the carbine and turned to smile at her daughter. “I think we may
yet have some venison on the table.”
Rose grinned at her mother and asked, “Do you want me to set them up again?”
“No, I think that’s enough practice. Tomorrow, I’ll head back and see if
I can find the deer I wounded. I’ll try find him before some cat or
bear tracks him down.”
“Can I come this time?”
Amy looked down into her daughter’s imploring eyes. “Rose, you know the livestock need someone to care for them.”
Rose’s face fell into a sullen pout. “I’m a good shot, too.”
With a finger, Amy lifted her daughter’s chin and waited for Rose to
meet her gaze. “I know you are, even better than me. But until we can
hire another hand to help us, we are all we have—you and me. Besides,
when you are older, I’ll send you out hunting. Agreed?”
Her countenance lifting, Rose nodded. “Agreed.”
Author Bios
MK
McClintock is an award-winning author devoted to giving her readers
books laced with adventure, romance, and a touch of mystery. Her novels
and short stories take you from the rugged mountains of Montana to the
Victorian British Isles, all with good helpings of daring exploits and
endearing love stories. She enjoys a peaceful life in the Rocky
Mountains where she is writing her next book.
If you’d like to know when MK’s next book will be out, please visit her website at www.mkmcclintock.com, where you can sign up to receive new release updates.
Samantha
St. Claire was born in 2016, the alter-ego and pen name of an author of
historical fiction born a few decades earlier. She may have found her
niche in western historical fiction, served up sweet. Never faint of
heart, her signature protagonists face the hazards of the frontier with
courage, wit, and a healthy pinch of humor. She divides her time between
her homes in Idaho and the Olympic Peninsula.
Follow www.samanthastclaire.com to read more about the research that has helped develop the characters, towns, and stories of the Sawtooth Range Series.
Christi
Corbett had an early love for the written word. As a child she could
often be seen leaving the library with a stack of books so tall she used
her chin to balance them in her arms.
Over the years she’s put her love of writing to good use; in addition
to writing over three hundred television commercials, she earned the
position as head writer for a weekly television show. She left her
television career when she and her husband found out they were expecting
twins, but she couldn’t leave writing altogether.
She’s now an award-winning author, writing stories of brave men and spirited women settling the American west.
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