East to Montana — Al Cody

Montana had bought some grazing land on the wide-open plains of his home state. All he needed now was to find a herd of good beef cattle—short of horn, heavy with meat—and settle in for the good life of a ranching man. So with a poke of gold in his saddle bags, Montana headed out across the barren, sun-baked tableland—toward the lush, green valleys of the West.But he hadn’t gotten far before he was staring down the muzzle of a forty-five—centered on his chest at point-blank range. It was the gun of a hardcase outlaw, a desperate man with enemies at his back—and he needed Montana’s horse for the long trail ahead.That was only the start of his troubles—for Montana was heading into land claimed by one of the most ruthless cattle barons in the whole western Territory. Before he knew it, Montana was being stalked by a hard-bitten crew of killers. And now that he’d lost his horse, it was a sure bet he’d lose his life.