When another young woman’s body is found nearby their small Wyoming town, Wilf knows he’s got to assure himself of Dawn’s safety. But as time goes by, the clues he finds tell him otherwise. Now, someone’s after Wilf, too, and he’s determined to discover if the would-be murderer is the same man who has abducted Dawn.
With little help from the local authorities, Wilf must stand alone against the man he believes is involved in a drug ring—a criminal who is likely responsible for at least two killings. A man who intends to murder Wilf, as well. But the need to know what happened to Dawn burns hot, and Wilf Kasmire is not one to admit defeat. Can he survive long enough to piece together the evidence he needs to bring the murderer down first? Nothing is certain in BLUE SPRINGS…
“Nesbitt is a true artist” — Western American Literature
EXCERPT
Wilf pulled in parallel to the curb in front of the sheriff’s office. In the parking lot next to the building, two patrol cars and a white Jeep Cherokee, all with foot-high yellow-and-black lettering, sat with their noses lined up even. Past the vehicles, a man in uniform stood smoking a cigarette. Beyond him, the sidewalk led past the two-story part of the building that held the jail. Wilf remembered seeing prisoners in orange outfits walk that way toward the courthouse, and he was glad not to see them now.
He got out of his pickup, waved to the cop, and went in the front door of the Hamilton County Sheriff’s Department. Inside, he waited at a glass reception window until a hefty woman pushed herself away from a desk and came to the counter.
“How can I help you?”
“I’d like to report a missing person.”
He got out of his pickup, waved to the cop, and went in the front door of the Hamilton County Sheriff’s Department. Inside, he waited at a glass reception window until a hefty woman pushed herself away from a desk and came to the counter.
“How can I help you?”
“I’d like to report a missing person.”
Sounds intriguing! What a great name, "Wilf." Makes him immediately likable. Best of luck, John.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Vicky. Wilf is a traditional Canadian name. Do you ever listen to Wilf Carter?
DeleteJohn, I really enjoyed BLUE SPRINGS! You kept me wondering "what next?"
ReplyDeleteThank you, Cheryl. I hope other readers like it as well.
DeleteI am happy to see this novel brought out by Fire Star Press. Thank you to the good people in charge.
ReplyDeleteLooks like a good read. I just downloaded it.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much. I hope you like it.
DeleteThis sounds so intriguing and with much suspensful action. We're sure to be sitting on the edge of our seats. Wishing you much success with this one and all future ones. I too love Wilf's name.
ReplyDeleteVery good. Thank you very much, and best wishes.
DeleteGreat name. I actually knew a fellow when I was a youngster who went by Wilf. It was short for Wilfred. He was one of the old cowboys in my town who had ridden on horseback all over the area and had such wonderful stories to tell this eager-to-listen little girl. Best of luck with this story.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your comments. That,s Wilf all right, a traditional northern name. Maybe you have heard of Wilf Carter, a Canadian western singer from years past. Thanks again, and best wishes.
DeleteA very mysterious story line. Watch out for those ex-girlfriends! It feels rather like a Longmire episode--and that's a very good thing. I wish you all the best with this new release, John.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much. I sure agree with you about the ex-girlfriends. As for the Longmire similarity, there a few of us who write in this area. C. J. Box is very good, also. I come in huffing and puffing at third at best, but I am sure happy to be writing this kind of story.
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