Johnstone Justice. Made in America.
A fur trapper by trade, Preacher can smell a bad deal from any direction
no matter how well it's disguised. It wasn't always that way--he's got
the scars to prove it. Now he's ready to pass on his deadly survival
skills to a boy named Hawk, who just might be his son . . .
Preacher and Hawk ride out of the Rockies and into St. Louis, loaded
with furs. It's Hawk's first trip to civilization and the moment he lays
eyes on young Chessie Dayton he's lost in more ways than one. When
Chessie unwisely signs on for a gold-hungry expedition into the lawless
mountains, Hawk convinces Preacher to trail the outfit because they're
all headed straight to the sacred Indian grounds known as the Black
Hills--a land of no return. To come out of it alive a lot of people will
have to die. And Preacher's going to need a heap of bullets for this
journey into hell . . .