Shadows from Boot Hill

Every man walks with a shadow . . . but what happens when he acquires a second one? Just ask BrazosΓÇöa dead ringer for Jack Palance whoΓÇÖs a cold-blooded killer for hire with blood on his hands and a posse on his tail.
Desperate for cash, Brazos accepts $200 to gun down a local man named Brant. HeΓÇÖll earn every penny . . . but in the end thereΓÇÖll be the devil to pay. Because to put a bullet in Brant means putting one in his partner as wellΓÇöan eerie stranger schooled in the black art of witchcraft. This is one killing that brings with it a deadly curseΓÇöand a second shadow.
As Brazos is about to discover, the Wild West doesnΓÇÖt get any wilder than when a man is damned to liveΓÇöand dieΓÇöin the Shadows from Boot Hill.
A note from L. Ron Hubbard, written many years ago, that could as well be addressed to you, todayΓÇÖs reader: ΓÇ£Dear Range Boss: Four million of my words have been published in fifty different magazines. . . . Just now IΓÇÖm larruping fantasy fiction more than anything else, though IΓÇÖve been writing Westerns for some time, too. Hope your readers like Shadows from Boot Hill. The Old West was superstitious in the extreme and . . . reeks with more fantasy than The Arabian Nights.ΓÇ¥
Also includes the Western adventures The Gunner from Gehenna