This started as a very personal story about a man seeking vengeance for his slain wife, but then it became one of those US army vs the Indians stories which I am less interested in. Whenever the focus was on Jess, our bitter widower, the story was compelling. Albert is a good writer. His descriptions of enduring the elements and surviving in the badlands can be thrilling. But when the story came to a point where Jess was trapped with a military regiment in a canyon surrounded by Apaches, the novel just ground to a stop. I felt like I was trapped, too, and couldn't wait to get out of the book. Such a bummer, too, because the first 30 pages were pretty good and I was thinking I found a new writer to investigate.