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<pubDate>Mon, 19 Dec 2011 14:17:03 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Whom Gods Destroy</title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a class="highslide" href="https://picture.graycity.net/img/clifton-adams/whom_gods_destroy.jpg"><img src="https://picture.graycity.net/img/clifton-adams/whom_gods_destroy_preview.jpg" class="fr-fic fr-dib" title ="Whom Gods Destroy" alt ="Whom Gods Destroy"/></a><br//>He trafficked in rum and women, this modern-day Al Capone. Clifton Adam's famous tale of bootlegging in Oklahoma, 20 years after Prohibition's repeal in 47 other states. Legendary to this day for its dark account of a man on the wrong side of the tracks out to get what's his, any way he can. Originally published in 1953.]]></description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 14 Nov 2013 17:52:15 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Never Say No To A Killer</title>
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<pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 21:17:04 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>The Law of the Trigger</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 08 Nov 1991 21:17:05 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Gambling Man</title>
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<pubDate>Sat, 08 Nov 2008 21:17:05 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>A Noose for the Desperado</title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a class="highslide" href="https://picture.graycity.net/img/clifton-adams/a_noose_for_the_desperado.jpg"><img src="https://picture.graycity.net/img/clifton-adams/a_noose_for_the_desperado_preview.jpg" class="fr-fic fr-dib" title ="A Noose for the Desperado" alt ="A Noose for the Desperado"/></a><br//>He came forward slowly, in that curious toe-heel gait that Indians have. With a big left hand, he grabbed Marta by the hair and jerked her half out of the chair.  
 I hit him in the face and pulled Marta behind me.  
 “Keep your damn hands off her if you want to go on living,” I said.  
 He was surprised. The next thing I knew his gun was coming out of the holster.  
 I made my grab and didn't bother to aim.  
 I didn't hit him. I didn't even come close.  
 But I didn't need that first bullet. Just the muzzle blast.  
 And the Indian knew it. His mouth flew open as he slammed back under the impact, and before he could swing that pistol on me again, he was as good as dead.]]></description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 08 Nov 2008 21:17:04 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>The Desperado</title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a class="highslide" href="https://picture.graycity.net/img/clifton-adams/the_desperado.jpg"><img src="https://picture.graycity.net/img/clifton-adams/the_desperado_preview.jpg" class="fr-fic fr-dib" title ="The Desperado" alt ="The Desperado"/></a><br//>Tall's temper is hotter than forked lightning with the cinch off; and the only thing faster is his gun. With those two things working for him he finds himself outside the law, a target for every gunslinger trying to build himself a killer's name in the canyon country. Here is a real western, as authentic as sage brush, as crammed with action as a man-fighting bronc, and a story that will hog-tie and hold your interest from the first paragraph.]]></description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 08 Nov 2008 21:17:04 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>The Last Days of Wolf Garnett</title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a class="highslide" href="https://picture.graycity.net/img/clifton-adams/the_last_days_of_wolf_garnett.jpg"><img src="https://picture.graycity.net/img/clifton-adams/the_last_days_of_wolf_garnett_preview.jpg" class="fr-fic fr-dib" title ="The Last Days of Wolf Garnett" alt ="The Last Days of Wolf Garnett"/></a><br//>To most Texans, Wolf Garnett was a notorious outlaw: a man to be feared. To Frank Gault, he was a relentless obsession: a man to be killed. Gault had spent more than a year tracking him, out to revenge the brutal, senseless murder of his young wife.  
 And now Wolf Garnett was dead. At least everyone who should know - even the outlaw's sister - agreed that the rotting corpse just buried in the New Boston cemetery was Wolf Garnett. But Frank Gault wasn't satisfied. How could he have seen Garnett in Indian territory four days earlier if he'd been dead for two weeks? Why did the county's iron-fisted sheriff deliberately arrange for him to ride out of town unarmed? And why did the whole town seem determined to keep him away from Garnett's sister?  Whether for revenge, justice, or satisfaction, Frank Gault was driven to find out how Wolf Garnett died - or get killed trying.]]></description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 08 Nov 2012 21:17:04 +0200</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Tue, 08 Nov 2005 21:17:04 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Death&#039;s Sweet Song</title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a class="highslide" href="https://picture.graycity.net/img/clifton-adams/deaths_sweet_song.jpg"><img src="https://picture.graycity.net/img/clifton-adams/deaths_sweet_song_preview.jpg" class="fr-fic fr-dib" title ="Death's Sweet Song" alt ="Death's Sweet Song"/></a><br//>His face was burned to the color of old leather, and I guessed he was the type that spent a lot of time on a golf course, or maybe a tennis court. We talked a little about the weather and how hot it was, and then I hung up the hose and went to work on the windshield. That was when I got my first good look at the woman. And she just about took my breath away. Originally published in 1955.]]></description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 14 Sep 1977 09:24:58 +0300</pubDate>
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<title>The Colonel&#039;s Lady</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 14 Sep 1977 14:58:22 +0300</pubDate>
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