by William P. Lazarus
Revere River seemed like a good idea. After that, everything went downhill — the population, which grew weary of the unrelenting snow; the avalanche that killed another chunk of the population; the economy, which relied on outlaws seeking solitude, and the annual gathering of bounty hunters to clear them out.
Now a slick shyster keeps the town in his hip pocket—but when lust overpowers greed, the town’s delicate existence will crack like ice.
