We Ride for Circle 6 — Marshall Grover

The danger-prone drifters truly believed the small Circle 6 spread would become their sanctuary, a safe resting place after so many years of outlaw-fighting and knight-errantry. How wrong can a couple of trouble-shooters be? Even before they stowed their gear in the bunkhouse, Circle 6 became the powder-keg of Loomis County. Soon enough, Larry & Stretch were up to their ears in mayhem, intrigue and gun-trouble.