Native American Mystery Novels Novels & Stories

My fingertips gently caressed the cover as my eyes never left it. "My family has had this heirloom in the family for generations. Fathers would pass it down to their sons, but all of their children knew about it. It was the son's responsibility to carry it forward, since they would be the ones to carry the name. It was told that we were entrusted with something very important. A secret... a weapon... and one day the person that gave us this responsibility would return. Talako was the name of one of my ancestors on my father side. He was a Choctaw, but ended up leaving due to his parents being killed. His mother gave him to a friend. Some natives were wolves, but not all of them. The wolves p

“Damn. What evil bastards would do such a thing, and why?” “They aren’t even sure it was the Jones gang that did it, since no one survived to tell that tale. For all we know, it could’ve been the Indians. Back then, the Crow and Blackfoot were feuding pretty heavy.” “I had a bit of trouble with the Blackfoot, myself,” Ian admitted. “It took a few years to convince them that I wanted to live as a peaceful neighbor.” “Didn’t you buy yur land as a ranch already?”