博客來Clye Galler is the last of his outlaw gang. Or so he thinks.
On the run from the law and the guilt that haunts him, Clye sets out to redeem his sullied name.
Turned loose with a posse of bounty hunters, Clye cuts a deal to capture his former blood brother in the Yeller gang. The lawmen want him alive for hanging-to satiate the town’s lust for blood.
Clye has enough skill with a pistol to make a lawman blush, enough power with sand to blind the keenest hawk, and a load of guilt heavy enough to sink a cathrahd to its knees.
In a western sandscape where honor’s everything, Clye is pitted against a conquering gang that has mercy only on those willing to give a finger in sacrifice.
In his stunning debut book, Noah J. Matthews conjures up the depth and grit of Cormac McCarthy, the fluid prose of C.S. Lewis, and the imagination of Neil Gaiman.
They say the blood of an outlaw ain’t worth a pint of milk.
Clye’s bartered with a lot of things in his life-never with his blood.
Yet.
