Pete Weber: The Cowboy Range Detective

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Trafford Publishing, Mar 1, 2012 - Fiction - 340 pages
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Pete was just a boy when his father, a town marshal, was shot down while he was on duty. His mother so heart broken, couldn't resign herself to the death, and she died of a broken heart only months later. An older rancher in the area took Pete in and treated him as a son. Teaching him the ranching business, and giving him the run of the ranch. After he had been on the ranch a few years, he was introduced to a man, a range detective that came to town in search of some outlaws. Pete always had in the back of his mind that he wanted to go after the men that had killed his dad, and this man showed him the way. The detective was better equipped to get on the track of the outlaws and follow them wherever it took him. Pete had pledged to himself that he would never be a town marshal that was stuck to a limited area he could search. After listening to the detective talk about his cases, Pete worked up enough courage to ask the man if he could come home with him and learn the trade. He promised that he would earn his way on the ranch while he was training. Much to his surprise, the man agreed and this started Pete's carrer, both as a rancher, and as a detective.

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About the author (2012)

After I retired, I needed something to do. I never was good at writing, but I do love to read. After reading several books that I didn't think were written very well, I decided to try my hand at it. I'm seventy-seven years old and don't know how to type, but with two fingers, I've been able to get along. I grew up in a small town in northern Colorado. After high school, I enlisted in the navy. I became an electrician, and after four years, I came out and worked on a ranch for a while. With a wife and two kids, I found that ranch work didn't pay very well. I've worked at a cement plant, and after a big layoff, I went on to become a machinist. There I found that the fluids they used affected me. I was forced to quit and found myself as manager of a large off-campus apartment complex. This I did for nineteen years and retired from there. My wife and I are both retired, and mostly we enjoy our free time. When I'm stumped in my writing, I have been teaching myself to paint. The few people that have read my works thought they were fun to read.

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