One Way to Die (The Lawmen Western #6)

The metal tracks of the Union Pacific stretched most of the way to Cheyenne, a trail built on blood and sweat and sudden death. Now someone was muscling in. The land ahead of the railroad was owned by homesteaders. And someone was killing off the nesters and taking their farms to sell to the UP. At a profit. The railroad came to the St. Louis Agency for help. And Lee Fisher found himself riding into a High Plains winter with blood staining the snow.