Cutler series by John Benteen (#01~02)
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Overview: John Benteen was the pseudonym for Benjamin Leopold Haas born in Charlotte, North Carolina in 1926. In his entry for contemporary authors, Ben told us he inherited his love of books from his German-born father, who would bid on hundreds of books at unclaimed freight auctions during the Depression. His imagination was also fired by the stories of the Civil War and Reconstruction told by his Grandmother, who had lived through both. My father was a pioneer operator of motion picture theatres, Ben wrote. So I had free access to every theatre in Charlotte and saw countless films growing up, hooked on the lore of our own South and the Old West. A family friend, a black man named Ike who lived in a cabin in the woods, took him hunting and taught him to love and respect the guns that were the tools of that trade. All of these influences seeing the world like a story from a good book or movie, heartfelt tales of the Civil War and the West, a love of weapons register strongly in Bens own books.
Genre: Fiction | Western
1. The Wolf Pack
He stood, at full height, something better than six feet, with broad, sloping shoulders and a barrel-chest tapering to lean waist and slim hips. The shaggy hair spilling beneath the dusty, flat-crowned sombrero was the color of a raven’s wing, and, though he was only in his early thirties, it was already faintly threaded with gray. His brows were great black marks above deep-set eyes the color of gunmetal, the planes of his big-nosed face rough and angular, his skin burnt to the color of rawhide by a life in the sun. He wore a filthy blue work shirt, a calfskin vest, jeans, fringed shotgun chaps, and flat-heeled boots made for walking as much as for riding. A holstered .44 Colt with a strap to hold it in its scabbard for rough riding swung from a cartridge belt around his waist, and on his other hip was a Case sheath knife.
2. The Gunhawks
Cutler wasn’t looking for trouble. The hardest winter in years was closing in fast as big, rawboned John Cutler came down from the Big Horn Mountains. After months of man killing work, the taciturn, leathery hunter of men and animals wanted nothing more than a bottle and a woman. He sure as hell didn t want to tankgle with the wild Calhoon Clan, but they forced it!
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