Black Wind

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After his daughter was taken hostage and watched three men die in her bloody rescue, that was pretty much the end of the argument for Vietnam vet Aaron Hemingway. For 27 years, he'd been thinking he was cursed by what he'd seen and done in the war. The bitter irony was that the curse damaged the people around him. So he became a recluse, avoiding people he cared about to protect them. But after three years of that, he was ready to eat his gun. Then an old friend called and offered him a temporary job as a small town deputy marshal. Knowing what was at risk, he nevertheless took the job. Surprisingly, things seemed to be going well, including his handling of a couple of situations that were ripe for disaster. Then, in an unprovoked but not random attack, his dog was killed and his women friend was left in a coma with a gunshot wound to the head. Aaron discovered the identity of the man behind the attack and, breaking a vow he made after Vietnam to never kill again, he swore vengeance. In the Malpais lava fields of western New Mexico, he laid the curse to rest.