A good western contains all the elements readers seek out when they’re considering a book. You have the good versus evil story line, the damsel in distress, men and women both conquering a new land, and mostly, entertainment that readers love.
Duty, family, honor—the creed the Calls live by. This family faces horrendous loss and yet manages to stand for what they believe in. They are willing to go where they must to uphold their beliefs.
The saga of the Call family begins when twins, Matt and Jason, return to their home to find their parents dead and the family homestead burned to the ground at the hands of the Griswold gang. They send word to older brothers, Hank, Adrian and Brian and along with aid from a dubious Pinkerton agent, the Calls set out on the arduous road to justice.
Two weeks herding cattle into Denver and dealing with slick brokers, and now returning home had left twins Jason and Matt Call ready for a long, hot bath instead of the wake up splash from a freezing creek. The brothers rode tall in the saddles of their preferred horses; Jason on a Mustang with fire in its heart, and Matt on a chestnut colored Morgan. Behind them, panting from the unaccustomed time in a saddle, another man clad in a brown checked suit, white shirt, red bow tie, wearing a bowler hat atop his balding head, did his best to keep up with the twins. This man had attached himself to the Call brothers once he heard who they were and where they were going. After a hurried explanation that left more questions than it answered, Harley Fistless admitted, very reluctantly, to working for the famous Pinkerton National Detective Agency. He then bragged that he'd never traveled past the Mississippi River prior to boarding a train a week earlier.