The drunken jailer opened the cell door. "What's wrong with you, feller?" Fat's tons was fretful, aggrieved. "Heck-- he's gone and died on me." He went reeling across the floor, bent over the inert form of the prisoner. Rand turned on him with the speed of lightning and fastened his hands around the jailer's throat. He squeezed until Fat's body went limp...
A stranger in Palo Pinto, Rand Kenzie had no sooner reached town than he was accused of murder and thrown in jail. He had to break out... There was more involved than an attempt to frame him. Man died suddenly in the darkness... Actions needed explaining, the sheriff's and Lawyer Iswell's for instance. There were many threads to be unraveled before the real killers of Ben Ellison could be unmasked and Rand Kenzie cleared of crime.
I have to give you fair warning, this is the book of my soul. The book that I've read too many times to count, that brings back memories of Thanksgivings at my grandparent's farm (where I first pulled my great Aunt's copy off the shelf in the yellow room), and that is always there when I need it. This is going to be a very biased review.
That being said, this time through I tried to be as impartial as possible. I focused on the plot line, character development, and writing style. All things that usually make or break my love for a book. Guys, it passed. Read this book and love it. Then read it again. Cause holy plot twists!
And if you would like to actually know what this book is about: Murders, dashing Cowboys, mistaken identity, friendship, loyalty, and love in the wilds on New Mexico.
First published in 1944, 'Death Stalks the Range' is a western novel, one of many penned by Arthur Henry Gooden - some with house-names and some with his own. The story is a well written but routine tale of crooked businessmen, double crosses, cattle rustling and murder - all the ingredients of traditional 1940s western put together by someone with 20 years experience as a screen writer. An enjoyable if undemanding read.