Slocum Down Mexico Way

Slocum’s outnumbered and outgunned—but that’s just his idea of a good fight! Slocum’s already dodged a woman who wants his head in a sack when he hooks up with a lovely widow in a town bullied by bandits. Their leader, Reyas, uses peasants as slave labor, takes any woman he desires, and tortures and kills anyone who displeases him. So where does some upstart gringo get off coming along and giving him orders? It’s really not Slocum’s fight—but he never did learn to avoid trouble. He’s going to show Reyas that it’s one thing to push around harmless country folk—and another to face a tough pistolero who’s shooting back.

When Reyas, the leader of a dangerous group of bandits, gets too big for his britches and starts using peasants for slave labor, killing anyone who opposes him and tormenting innocent woman, Slocum decides to put him in his place. Original.

It’s not the first time Slocum has courted death… Slocum has a sultry songbird in hand—until some cold-blooded killer murders her in her sleep. Even if it means a treacherous journey across the Old West, Slocum vows to bring the culprit to six-gun justice... Following some obscure leads from local ladies of ill repute, Slocum heads east from Tombstone. But here’s the strangest thing: along the way to Texas, women throw themselves at Slocum, only to try to kill him after they’ve had their fill. He has no trouble holding his own with these black widows as he searches for his ultimate prey. Until he comes face-to-face with the elusive Lady Death, the worst—or best—murderess this side of the Mississip’…

Slocum gets caught up in a big-time heist in a small-time town… John Slocum and his pard have finally steered two thousand head of cattle from Abilene, Texas, to their Kansas home. After six weeks on the trail, both men are itchin’ for some company of the female kind. Abigail Stanley fits the bill any which way you look at her—and, in addition to her comely figure and come-hither glances, she has a head for business. Slocum’s all too willing to learn some of the tricks of her trade—but getting involved with Miss Stanley means getting wrapped up in something much less pleasant than her lovin’ arms. She has it in her noggin that a big-time railway to her hometown of No Consequence, Nebraska, would translate into untold fortune for the so far unfortunate village. So, anxious to set things a-rolling, the townspeople willingly dish out their money for this joint venture with a Mr. Rafe Ferguson. Everything seems right as rain—until Slocum learns more than he should about the supposed benefactor of what is merely an imaginary Platte & Central Plains Railroad…

Slocum takes on a backshooter—face-to-face! Slocum becomes a guardian angel when he helps out a rancher on the run from a wild bunch of rustlers. But keeping this man alive could put Slocum six feet under.

Slocum doesn't let anything go without a good fight... John Slocum has captured Bronc Dugan, leader of a notorious gang of outlaws wanted for escaping a prison wagon and killing a marshal. But when Dugan slips through the law’s fingers, he steals one of Slocum’s most prized possessions. Now it’s personal… Dugan is wanted dead or alive. Rest assured when Slocum gets his hand on this repeat offender yet again, Dugan won’t be facing jail time. He’ll be meeting his maker…

Slocum's about to learn that sometimes, the best man for the job is a boy. If there’s anything worse than a dirty snake, it’s a cheap dirty snake. And Jack Mitcham is as cheap as they come. So when young Joshua Quaid and his brothers stood up to him in a bar one fateful day, Mitcham took Quaid’s two eldest brothers out with just one bullet. Saving on ammo, as Mitcham would say. The young Quaid isn’t the only one out to find Mitcham, though. The con man is also on Slocum’s hit list—exceptin’ he’s listed under one of a dozen aliases. And both Slocum and the boy are looking forward to a hefty reward, should they find him dead or alive. So, after a right impolite howdy-do—including bullets and some blood—the pair realize that two heads are better than one. But first, there are a few things Slocum needs to teach his greenhorn sidekick, like how to hold his liquor, woo a woman into bed—and find footprints in the snow…

Slocum’s teamed up with a runaway—and running for his life! The last three mail drivers who tried to make it to Prescott turned up dead. But Slocum’s willing to take the job—especially since he can barely buy a bowl of chili and a bunk to rest his tired bones… Now he’s got unexpected company for the ride—a young runaway who goes by the name of Chris Patrick. There’s something odd about the boy. He’s a real quiet type…though the Colt he carries can do the talking if need be. He seems to have a lot of secrets, too. But Slocum doesn’t know just how big a secret Chris Patrick is hiding—and just how dangerous this mail run is going to get…