Abstract:
General Wesburn cherished the remoteness, from the ranch house to the hills and lakes beyond. Two graves were dug into the rocky ridge above the willow tree, then filled with sand. Murders were being planned. His sanctuary was violated. For thirty years no one dared come past the gatehouse entrance. It was a road not taken. War threatened. Detroit factories exploded, creating thousands of jobs. Joe Lewis, Old Bill and Hatchback Jack carried shot guns. The General was never without his pistol and attack dog. Sheriff Hitchcock and a private investigator promised the way of life on Wesburn Ranch would be restored.