Death Canyon (Wheeler Large Print Western)

A flat loop dropped over Walt Slade's shoulders and tightened with a force that hurled him to the ground. His arms were pinned. He could not draw his guns, but he could reach the rope. The Ranger jerked with every ounce of strength, and the outlaw at the other end gave a yell as he was swept off his feet. The pair was locked in a deadly grapple. Slade's head hit a rock with stunning force. He knew he couldn't last long. But if he was going, he wouldn't go alone.