Gold Rush Revenge — Jess McCreede

KILLIN' FIELDS

For nigh on twenty years, Jim Dawson made his own way in the tough terrain of the Rocky Mountains. Trapper, scout, trailblazer, he reckoned he'd done his share of hardlivin' and aimed to settle on something a mite easier. So, when a wagon load of greenhorn prospectors offered him a fistful of cash to guide them to their pot of gold dust in Colorado, he signed on.

But a month of ridin' the hard trail west and reports of played-out stakes had the tenderfoots headed back East and Dawson pushing on alone to try his luck. Teaming with an ornery old miner name of Josiah Catt, Dawson fought renegade Arapahos and passel of desperate men before they got to Colorado's "Gold Creek:' But his troubles weren't over. Ambushed by Black Hawk, a backshootin' claim-jumper in cahoots with the local law after they struck gold, ol' Catt bit the dust while Dawson got jailed for murder. Bustin' out and gunnin' for blood, the frontier fighter aimed to clear his name and make Black Hawk pay the final price for his...