A brand new adventure in a Mountain Man series from Ash Lingam! Nobody is safe when Mother Nature wreaks wrath, even in the Rockies. EARTH, WIND, WATER, and FIRE quickly become men’s enemies. Those who live on Beartooth Mountain find themselves before an impossible opponent. Not even Levi Johnson’s skills and brawn, or Rusty Steel’s cunning are worthy opponents of Earth’s wrath once unleashed. All God’s creatures run for their lives as the ground trembles, lands flood, and the world burns around them. A little orphan appears as those who survive look on in awe at the destruction. Kidnappers killed the eight-year-old Money Penny’s father, and his mother was sold as an Indian camp slave, leaving him lost and alone. If it weren’t for Marshal Walker and Virgil Lovejoy, the boy would have perished or destined to live outside the tall walls of Fort Boise with the other children of similar fates from wagon trains gone astray. But what were they to do with the blond-haired orphan? A question yet to be answered.
Author
Ash Lingam is an Amazon Best Selling Author. He has written over one hundred novels and short stories in the Western genre. He has published nine series about the Texas Rangers, US Marshals, and Bounty Hunters, and his new additions to the Frontier & Pioneer Western Fiction—the Mountain Men series. Ash was born on a ranch in the Midwestern United States. It was during a time when Westerns were magical both at the movies and on television. As a boy, he collected Indian arrowheads in the fields and rode his horse, Sugar, in the woods as he played cowboys and Indians. From age twelve, he hunted to put food on the family table when his grandpa, Pop, gave him his first double-barrel shotgun—at eight taught him how to trap in our ponds and the creeks at the end of our property. Growing up in the country with horses and guns made the transition to an author of the Old West an effortless journey. Some say Ash Lingam is the fastest writer in the West. Ash says; When inspiration hits me, from when I open my eyes in the morning until I fall asleep at night, I let my fingers dance across the keyboards, anxious to see what will happen next in the story in my mind’s eye. Ash Lingam
