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    Brand 4: High Country Kill
    Brand 4: High Country Kill
    Brand 4: High Country Kill
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    Brand 4: High Country Kill

    By Neil Hunter

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    Jason Brand was summoned to Frank McCord’s office, where he was given his latest assignment. He was to protect Lord Richard Debenham, the part owner of a large British company involved in a joint American/British venture. McCord had reason to believe someone wanted Debenham dead ... and was willing to pay big money to get the job done. So Brand was to stay close to Debenham without letting him know his life was in jeopardy. It sounded simple ... but he knew it wasn’t going to be any such thing. And before the end of it he was proved pretty damn’ right.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherPiccadilly Publishing
    Release dateFeb 28, 2013
    ISBN9781301872510
    Brand 4: High Country Kill
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    Neil Hunter

    Neil Hunter is, in fact, the prolific Lancashire-born writer Michael R. Linaker. As Neil Hunter, Mike wrote two classic western series, BODIE THE STALKER and JASON BRAND. Under the name Richard Wyler he produced four stand-alone westerns, INCIDENT AT BUTLER’S STATION, THE SAVAGE JOURNEY, BRIGHAM’S WAY and TRAVIS.

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      Book preview

      Brand 4 - Neil Hunter

      Issuing classic fiction from Yesterday and Today!

      Jason Brand was summoned to Frank McCord’s office, where he was given his latest assignment. He was to protect Lord Richard Debenham, the part owner of a large British company involved in a joint American/British venture. McCord had reason to believe someone wanted Debenham dead ... and was willing to pay big money to get the job done. So Brand was to stay close to Debenham without letting him know his life was in jeopardy. It sounded simple ... but he knew it wasn’t going to be any such thing. And before the end of it he was proved pretty damn’ right.

      HIGH COUNTRY KILL

      JASON BRAND 4:

      By Neil Hunter

      First published in Great Britain by F A Thorpe

      Copyright © 1978, 1998 by Neil Hunter

      Published by Piccadilly Publishing at Smashwords: February 2013

      Names, characters and incidents in this book are fictional, and any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

      This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each reader. If you’re reading the book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.Cover image © 2013 by Westworld Designs

      This is a Piccadilly Publishing Book

      Published by Arrangement with the Author.

      Chapter One

      STANDING on the verandah of the Maqueen House Hotel Jason Brand watched the opening celebrations marking the start of the Montana Stockgrowers Association 1886 Convention. For the next couple of days Miles City, Montana Territory, would talk, eat, drink and sleep cattle, unaware at the time that this particular convention would go down in history. When the parades were over and the dust had settled, the local cattlemen — big and small — would meet in Miles City’s new Civic Centre. So modern that it even housed a large roller skating rink. There, along with representatives from the Northern Pacific Railroad and the St Paul stockyards, they would work out the details of what was to become one of the most extensive roundups in the history of the cattle industry. Due to the vastness of the ranges that spread out in all directions from Miles City, the huge herds belonging to the diverse number of ranches had run wild across the territory. They were lost in countless coulees, gulches, ravines and hidden bottomlands. Here they had continued to breed and multiply, until individual ranches found they were unable to make a count of their herds. The 1886 convention was to work out the complicated details of the greatest roundup the Montana Territory had ever witnessed.

      The plan they were to work out would divide the rangeland into seventeen sections. Each section would be worked by a crew of between fifty to a hundred men. These crews would scour every foot of their appointed sections, gathering every head of cattle they could find. There would be a tally of all newborn calves. Then the doctoring of sick animals, followed by branding, castrating and dehorning.

      Finally, each section would separate its gathered cattle into groups of a known brand. Here again the crews faced an enormous task. The Montana Stockgrowers Brand Book for 1886 listed no fewer than four thousand registered brands.

      The combined crews of the Montana ranches faced a gigantic task. By the time it was all over they would have rounded up more than a million head of cattle, working for long weeks in rough country in scorching weather. Later in the year Montana would face a drought, while the year before it had been torrential rain flooding the land and turning the earth to a sea of red mud.

      All that lay ahead. First would come the meetings, where the intricate details would be thrashed out. Before the planning came the celebrations. Starting with the parade that Jason Brand watched. It was led by the band from nearby Fort Keogh, the sweating soldiers blasting out a brassy sound that rose above the cheering and whooping from the gathered citizens of Miles City and the assembled crews of ranch hands from the territory’s spreads. Behind the band came local dignitaries and members of the Stockgrowers Association, along with their wives. They followed the band in a long line of carriages. Bringing up the rear came a boisterous and rowdy bunch of cowboys, their milling horses kicking up clouds of acrid dust.

      Even Brand felt himself caught up in the excitement of the moment. He understood what it meant to the cheering cowboys. Once the roundup got under way they would have little time for celebrations. So they were determined to pack in a lot of living over the next few days.

      In that area Miles City had plenty to offer. A man could gamble if he wanted. Or go to Turner’s Theatre where for five dollars he could have a bottle of doubtful wine and the company of a short-skirted hostess — who were dubbed box rustlers. If he fancied the girl more than the wine, Turner’s could offer the needed facilities. Or there was The Cottage Saloon. Or the establishment run by Charlie Brown, a place Brand knew well. It had been some time since he’d visited Miles City, but he recalled the pot of Mulligan Stew that Charlie kept simmering on a stove. It was always there. Winter or Summer, and free to any man who entered the place. Many an out-of-work cowhand had visited Charlie Brown’s saloon without the price of a drink, and had emerged some time later with his empty stomach full of the legendary stew. To any stranger Miles City might not present itself as much of a town at first sight with its false-fronted buildings and weather-beaten drabness. But Miles City, rough as it was, lived hard and didn’t worry overly much about fancy trappings.

      Brand’s first good look at the town showed him that it hadn’t changed much during his absence. His journey in had been long and tiring. By the time Brand’s party had reached the Maqueen House the previous evening all they had wanted to do was turn in. Even Lord Richard Debenham, the man Brand was along to protect, was showing signs of wear. The trip from Washington had been enough to tax the most energetic. Brand himself, still wearied from his New Mexico assignment, found the journey endless. He turned away from the noisy parade and went back inside the hotel. The lobby was reasonably quiet after the racket outside. Brand glanced at the big clock on the wall above the desk. Lord Debenham was due down at any moment. Brand dropped into one of the overstuffed chairs that stood against the lobby wall. His position allowed him a clear view of the hotel entrance as well as the staircase leading to the first floor. He shifted uncomfortably in the restricting dark suit he was wearing, unbuttoning the jacket. Damn McCord and his insistence on formality! Most things Brand could put up with. Wearing a suit all day and every day wasn’t one of them. He glanced down to where his high-heeled, well-polished boots showed beneath the dark pants. At least he’d kept those. McCord couldn’t do a damn thing about the boots. Brand just couldn’t wear anything else. His feet wouldn’t adapt.

      Brand dragged his attention back to the present. This was no time to be worrying over his damn boots. He pushed his thoughts further back, picking out names at random.

      McCord.

      Debenham.

      The hired gun named Raven.

      He shuffled the names, and the first one to intrude on his consciousness was Frank McCord’s . . .

      . . . McCord had given Brand time to breath — just — before he had him in his office. He had gestured for Brand to sit down, then continued to study the sheaf of papers in his hand.

      Lord Richard Debenham, McCord began, reminding Brand about the conversation they’d had on the train returning from New Mexico at the conclusion of Brand’s assignment involving the renegade half-breed called Lobo. He’s part owner of one of the largest cattle-combines in Montana. A British company. They’ve invested a great deal of money in the northwest cattle business, and they employ a lot of people. Fight now Debenham’s company is also involved in building a rail spur in the high country close to the Canadian border. Debenham’s also moving into the lumber industry. They aim to build their own mills, freight in the cut trees, process them and ship the timber out. Debenham has a way with operations like this. An impressive man. Full of energy and ideas. The British and American shareholders of the parent company have invested a massive amount of money in the new projects.

      "But—" Brand asked, knowing that something had to be wrong. If everything had been running right McCord’s department wouldn’t have been called in.

      "In any operation of this size there’s a lot of money floating about. There are contracts being negotiated all the time. Supply of materials, machinery, men. That kind of situation always attracts anyone

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