SCARS RUN DEEP
Colter Farrow’s branded face is a constant reminder of why he’s been on the run for so long. But his plan to return home and confront his past backfires when he’s framed for the murders of two men. Men who turn out to be U.S. Deputy Marshals.
Resigned to living on the lam, Colter heads to Utah Territory, where a desperate town marshal offers him a job as—of all things—a lawman. What better way for a man to hide from the law than to become part of it? Regardless of which side of the law he stands on, Colter makes enemies quickly. But Colter doesn’t plan on letting them stay above ground for long.…
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