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A person's past catches up with them when they least expect and often does it in under a minute. Jesse's did. His threw him on a horse in the dark of night, dragging him down to Texas to answer for it. This third book of the ARLH saga dives into Jesse's past and collides head-on with his present, leaving the wayward man questioning all he thought he knew about himself.

That elusive dream: the mate who makes your heart skip a beat each time you see them, children you can impart wisdom to and learn from, a comfortable home worth coming home to, and no concern for money. We all want that. What if you got it - every bit - and snapped? Jesse McKlintock did. He received the love of his life, the children, a working ranch, a gold, silver, and copper mine, and a bank.

The Crady family, the wealthiest in the region, once owned the Jones family, of which the Kings are a part. Generations later, Mark Crady and T.L. King have been friends longer than either of them can remember. Once Mark falls in love with T.L.'s little sister, Shylah, he is unsure of how to proceed.

Justifiable homicide. That's what they called it. Therefore, I only had to serve 20 years instead of the mandatory life sentence, for murder. The judge said I could have been hanged. I got out in 17 years for good behavior. Now here I am on my way home, wondering if I still have a home, still have a wife. Do I still have a son? Did she wait, like she said she would in the few letters that I received? I wouldn't blame her if she didn't. Seventeen years is a long time to wait for a passionate woman like her.

"Shot him in the belly, so he died real slow. You know what happens when you get shot in the belly? You can't move. You can't breathe. You feel yourself filling up with blood. With pain. And you can't die. Not yet."

"You can't shoot me, you're a preacher." "I haven't always been a preacher. You and I have unfinished business from before I became a preacher." The Preacher spoke softly, "I'm not gonna kill you. In fact, I'm gonna forgive you for what you did to my wife and me. However, I do require that you walk over to the sheriff's office and turn yourself in." "I ain't going no place with you." said the man. The Preacher stood, waiting calmly with his hand hovering over his pistol.