Smoke Wagon
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LAST STOP ON THE TRAIN RIDE TO HELL
Welcome to Ironhead Station, Indian Territory, where the train tracks end and the real action begins. The hell-on-wheels construction camp is the final destination for hard-drinking sinners, gamblers, and outlaws. And woe to the man who tries to clean it up.
Morgan Clyde is a former New York City policeman and Union sharpshooter who lost everything in the Civil War. But he’s still got his guns and his guts. Some folks say he’s meaner and tougher than the Devil himself. Which is why the owners of the MK&T Railroad hired Clyde for one hell of a job. They plan to extend the rails through Indian Territory, connecting Missouri and Kansas to Texas. . But the ornery citizens of Ironhead Stationwant to keep things just the way they are. They’ve already killed the first two lawmen who tried to tame their town. Now they’ve put together a welcome wagon to greet Clyde, including one half-mad preacher, one hillbilly assassin, and twenty trainrobbing bushwackers. They’re laying plans to stop the railroad dead in its tracks—along with their new lawman . . .
There’s just two things the folks of Ironhead Station didn’t take into account: You can’t stop the wheels of progress. And you can’t stop a legend like Morgan Clyde . . .
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Some folks are just born to tell tall tales. Brett Cogburn was reared in Texas and the mountains of Southeastern Oklahoma. He was fortunate enough for many years to make his living from the back of a horse, where on cold mornings cowboys still straddled frisky broncs and dragged calves to the branding fire on the end of a rope from their saddlehorns. Growing up around ranches, livestock auctions, and backwoods hunting camps filled Brett’s head with stories, and he never forgot a one. In his own words: “My grandfather taught me to ride a bucking horse, my mother gave me a love of reading, and my father taught me how to hunt my own meat and shoot straight. Cowboys are just as wild as they ever were, and I’ve been damn lucky to have known more than a few.” The West is still teaching him how to write. Brett Cogburn lives in Oklahoma with his family.
