By Craig Johnson
Walt faces an icy hell in this long island instances bestseller from the writer of The chilly Dish and Dry Bones, the 7th novel within the Longmire sequence, the foundation for the hit Netflix unique series LONGMIRE
Craig Johnson's The Highwayman is now to be had from Viking
Well-read and world-weary, Sheriff Walt Longmire has been preserving order in Wyoming's Absaroka County for greater than thirty years, yet during this riveting 7th day trip, he's driven to his limits.
Raynaud color, an followed Crow Indian rumored to be one of many country's most deadly sociopaths, has simply confessed to murdering a boy ten years in the past and burying him deep in the Bighorn Mountains. Walt is requested to move coloration via a snow fall to the positioning, yet what starts as a regular legal delivery turns own whilst the veteran lawman learns that he understands the lifeless boy's family members. Guided purely by means of Indian mysticism and a battered paperback of Dante's Inferno, Walt braves the icy hell of the Cloud height barren region region, dishonest loss of life to make sure that justice--both civil and spiritual--is served.
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