The Lodgepole Lynchings

Shane Humphrey's worthless feet were inches from the head of the big diamondback rattler. The only thing keeping the deadly snake at bay was a shovel in his middle, held by the crippled man as he yelled for his wife. If he couldn't handle a mere rattlesnake, how could the once-feared gunfighter hope to protect his ranch against the rustlers, his wife from the advances of the handsome cowboy, or the Cattleman's Association from the corrupt marshal? If he could arrive in time, perhaps Levi Hill, famed Pinkerton Range Detective, could tip the balance. Either way, lead would fly and blood would run.