Cole Decker: The Return of the Six-Gunner

What some reviewers have to say about Van Holt’s writing:
“Step aside Louis L'Amour, another great Western writer is here…” --Heather
“I had a feeling that Van Holt…might actually be the successor to Zane Gray, a master Western storysmith, whose novels set the style of a generation.” --Stern0
“Van Holt is King of the Spaghetti Western…” --Rarebird1
THE RETURN OF THE SIX-GUNNER
Floyd Hamby's bearded face was contorted with an old rage against anything that got in his way or caused him any trouble. And now he stood at the door of the restaurant accusing Cole Decker of stealing one of his horses.
“Ain't no call to talk that way, Floyd,” Sheriff Felix Peabody said. “He thought the horse belonged to a dead man who tried to kill him.”
“Why are you tryin' to protect him, Peabody?” Floyd Hamby asked suspiciously.
The small old sheriff looked surprised. “I ain't tryin' to protect him, Floyd. I'm tryin' to protect you.”
Floyd Hamby scowled. “What's that supposed to mean?”
“Christ, Floyd, he's already killed Crane and Tip Adams, and either one of them could shoot rings around you.”