Slocum Giant 2003

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…

Far Eye Abernathy may have a gift for guns…but he doesn’t have a shot against Slocum. With his dying words, a sheriff tells Slocum to find the men who shot him. Though he’s never been too partial to the law, Slocum accepts the mission—and even the deputy’s badge that goes with it. Finding the bad men in Spencer Flats, Slocum takes stock of the situation. Rob Bensonn is a mean, nasty killer—but Slocum’s dealt with characters like him before. What he’s never seen before is a man with the shooting skills of Far Eye Abernathy. Going up against Far Eye won’t be easy…and the third man in that rag tag gang may be even worse.

A simple case of self-defense turns Clint Adams into a wanted man. Peace-loving Waylon City would rather hang a man than waste time on a trial. That means the Gunsmith is on the run until he clears his name--or taking a long drop from a short rope. Original.

Slocum’s on the trail of a different kind of quarry—a wayward husband. After road agents stole the supply wagon train Slocum was riding shotgun on, he tracks the gang to the booming mining town of Orofino, Idaho. There, he makes the acquaintance of Jane Carson, a bartender whose ability at stirring drinks pales in comparison to her ability to stir the fire in men’s souls. Jane wouldn’t be tending bar if it hadn’t been for the husband who abandoned her. She trailed him to Orofino, and now needs Slocum’s help in finding out whether he’s dead or alive. But when the road agents attempt to kill both of them, Slocum suspects Jane knows more than she’s telling about this gang…

Slocum blazes through Devil’s Mouth to nail his saddle partner’s killer! Slocum last heard of Matt Scoggins when he’d been onto a rich gold strike—but then he vanished without a trace. Now, Slocum gets some unwelcome news about his old partner from a lovely Russian duchess of many talents—and many lies. Slocum has been shot at and almost left for dead in a pit. But when he looks for answers, he’s told to mind his business—like he’s just some drifter who happened along. But ignoring him and his six-shooter can be a fatal decision. Something very big is at stake here, and until Slocum gets the truth—there won’t be any peace for anyone.