Deputy Martin Granger has seen his share of death, but finding old Ezra Whitaker's body by the creek feels different. Wrong.
The local doctor calls it natural causes. The judge wants the case closed. But Ezra's boots are caked with mud from somewhere else, and clutched in his dead hand is a wooden token that doesn't belong to any homesteader.
When strangers with expensive clothes and cheap morals start circling Ezra's worthless patch of land, Granger knows he's stumbled onto something bigger than an old man's quiet death. Something worth killing for. Something that powerful men will do anything to keep buried.
In the unforgiving territory of 1870s Kansas, the line between law and justice runs thin as wire. And Deputy Granger is about to discover that some secrets have been waiting in the ground long enough.