The Price of Deceit

If a bounty hunter had bagged one job, he might have been lucky not to get shot and killed. More than one, and he had at least some skill. Every bounty hunter worth his salt knew the others; the ones with some skill. They weren't so much wary of being at odds, just going after the same score. There was an unwritten and unspoken code of honor between bounty hunters.

Erin James had always preferred the solitude of the hunt. She doesn't think that will change anytime soon. Although right now her main concern is not getting shot, lit on fire, buried alive or attacked by wolves - and that's just one night.