Cedar City Rendezvous

The blinding sun was shoulder high when Cedar City lay shimmering in the heat rising from Overland Trail. In the distance, citizens trailing little dust clouds shuffled in the street. In the lead, Jason and the Deacon stopped their mounts shoulder to shoulder. Only the town's dirty faced children paid attention to the newest strangers coming down the Overland.The weary riders raised their faces to a great banner which hung motionless in the air above their heads.

The wide cloth stretched limply across the road and black letters, thick as a man's arm covered the banner with the words reaching from one side of the street to the other: CEDAR CITY: WELCOME ASSASSINS AND ROAD SCUM The stony face of the black vested Deacon cracked into a narrow smile. Seems we're expected.

Review: Infusing his fresh tale with frequent gusts of humor, Savage displays a deft touch for plotting. Publishers Weekly This is a compelling western that achieves moments of mythic grandeur. Booklist This is an unusual western, written in spare style rich in colorful characters and in the sights and sounds of the old West.

A splendid story for anyone who appreciates great writing plus wild action. Library Journal