Humble Moments: A Sarah Holt Mystery

Justice in the Old West sometimes falls like a hammer.

Sometimes, justice burns as long as a slow fuse.

In either case, justice must be served.

Join the Doctor, the Marshall, and the inestimable Sarah Holt on the trail of a killer.

Will Sarah’s keen eyes and quick mind unravel the clues in time?

An excerpt from Humble Moments:

“Still don’t see what the fuss is,” Sarah said, seeming to lose interest as she handed the snuff box back to her brother and cast her gaze toward her laudanum glass.

“The fuss, Sis, is that a man’s layin’ on a board up in Folsom with half his guts blowed out his back, and that there box is all the clues I got to go on.”

Sarah rolled her eyes in that manner she and her brother both had.

“And I reckon you want me to haul myself up there and do your job for you. Again.”

“Only if you ain’t busy, Sis,” he said, smiling and winking at me.