Jigsaw Press: 16 books

I leaned back in my chair and smiled. Of course there was a gang holed up somewhere. Maybe more than one. Like any two-bit western. "So, you're wanting a gun hand, I take it." She frowned and poured herself a fourth shot. "To do what?" I asked. "Keep 'em off...

"Why didn't you ever stop him?" Tom asked her. "Or at least tell me about it so I could?" She didn't answer Tom right away, you could almost see her picking through lie after lie in her mind, and he abruptly said, "Maybe you figured once he killed me, you'd have everyone...

I tapped my saddle horn, "If. He. Survives. Said yourself he couldn't put food on a table."The look he give me, without a word, had me sucking serious air."And you think you could do that. Pull the trigger on your own kid."Tom got nasty. "What about my other kids? You and yours. Never mind whoever...

"Wouldn't listen," Dave said."Heard the shots and was going after you," Sam said.Elliot added, "Dave decked him to keep him here.""Decked him good, too," Jesse muttered. Hard to tell in this light, but I think he almost smiled.Sarah nodded grimly when I looked her...

"Would it be too much trouble if we stay the night?" asked Eleanor.Of course, it's trouble, but I ain't gonna say that. "Camp out by the windbreak, if you want," I said. "There's wood for cooking around the side of the house. Just keep your kids away from the windows.""Why?"...

Deaf to her, to what remained of the crowd parting like the Red Sea, in a quarter-turn, I faced a skinny teenaged boy dressed in buckskin, not six feet tall or twenty feet away, narrow shoulders, mismatched guns holstered over slim hips. Underfed. A swift scan of the roof of the black marble building...

Eli lay on that couch, eyes closed, thick black hair matted to his head. Face flushed like it was, I slipped my hand over the back of the couch to feel of his forehead and his fast horse almost got a piece of my sleeve.Shot to my full height then, waving both arms. "Get out of here, damn you. Go on."Kept...

By God, Dead Weaver's brother had to know he's dead already. Had to know what we did to those Townsmen, too. I dismounted to look for anything that might help me dig a large enough hole for all the dead. Wishing I'd brought that spade along at least. Until it dawned on me just how much up against...

Slowly, the boy pivoted, hands in plain sight."So, why'd that old man send you to me?" I asked.Dave's reluctance to answer was written all over his hangdog face."What?" I demanded. "What'd he say?""You sure you wanna know?"I slapped leather.The...

"Eli, meet Jeremiah," Tom said, "Becky's oldest." "Yours, too, Dad," he reminded Tom rather curtly and stuck his hand out to me. "He likes to forget I'm his first." I shook the boy's hand, Jesse's mouth tightened and he moved a few steps away to...

Brandon checked the black rearview mirror and then asked her name, introducing himself right after, thinking Kyle a strange name for such a beautiful girl."Nice…nice to meet you," she said weakly.He tucked the gun back under his seat. "So, what's the deal here?"Kyle studied...

In an equally humorous and serious adult tale that moves from reality to the outer limits of mythological fantasy, a pregnant woman and a man seeking a second chance team up to battle an immortal evil readying the first phase of a new war on all Creation. Where Hope wills, can Faith win out?...

Alternate Time, Inc. A division of Third Warp No street or email address, no company website, not even a phone number. No date either. He skipped over his mailing address properly aligned left to read: Dear Mr. Hansom, Congratulations on your recent decision to take advantage...

A personal favor for an unidentified friend of his captain sends Blaine Horney, Texas Ranger with a paranormal gift, north to Morrison, Montana, to the scene of a grisly double homicide with no apparent motive.