Blood Storm

Novelist Bill Brooks has spun a Five Star Western that comes to the aid of strumpet Liddy Winslow.

After opening a Deadwood escort service, she finds local law as dead as Marshal Hickok. When she refuses to make a payoff to the legally-larcenous city fathers, three of her bountiful beauties end up dying suspiciously. Liddy’s frantic plea to former boyfriend Ike Kelly at his Cheyenne Detective Agency finds his top horseback sleuth John Henry Cole in Deadwood with out-of-town mancatchers, such as wispy Doc Holliday and swaggering King Fisher. Will Cole solve the murder with gunman Fisher standing in the way, ready to stab blood red death? Brooks provides the answer, although he fails in one important rule: the detective should never know more than the reader does. We learn nothing of how Cole works to solve this near impossible case, with the exception of a shooting finale that is rather like cutting the Gordian Knot.