Two years ago, 4 Durant, Wyoming football players assaulted
and raped Melissa Little Bear, a teenage Cheyenne who had been dealt a bad hand at birth thanks to a drunk mother. The assault was the crime of the decade in Absaroka County
and that the boys got off with a bit less than 2 years in juvenile detention
has not set well with Sheriff Walt Longmire. The crime and its outcome still haunt him.
A couple sheepherders stumble across the body of the worst
of the four. Shot from some distance with a large bore rifle. The first thought
is a tragic accident while hunting. But the presence of an owl feather,
symbolic of death, tucked inside the kid's coat steers Longmire toward something
premeditated. Forensics on the slug indicates the gun might well be something
not hanging on too many walls - a Sharps .45-70 buffalo rifle, a favorite of the 19th
century cavalry and snipers alike. Accurate and lethal. Hell, it was designed to bring down a buffalo. What chance does a 20yo have?
Tracking down a rare weapon isn’t all that hard, but about a
dozen are registered in the county. And in most cases, the owner is more than capable of
hitting a target up to a half-mile distant. Lonnie Little Bear owns one of the
rifles, Melissa’s father. He’s not a likely shooter as he lost both legs to
diabetes. And his is an antique that belonged to his great great grandfather
who used it with some success at a little standoff along the banks of the Little Big Horn.
Since then, the gun has been rumored to be haunted.
A second of the four boys is found dead. Shot from distance and a feather tucked in his shirt. Walt puts the third in lockup for
safekeeping and the 4th manages to elude Longmire’s grasp, much to Walt's exasperation. While
investigating the site of the 2nd murder, Longmire and his Cheyenne
best friend, Henry Standing Bear, follow tracks into the Big Horns just as the fall’s first snowstorm
hits leading to one of the more heroic rescues I’ve ever come across and a conclusion that I am sure will weigh heavily on Walt for some time to come.
So after reading two Longmire mysteries, I decided I should start at the beginning. And in this case, that’s a good idea. Johnson goes into
some excellent detail about Longmire’s history as sheriff as well as needed
background about his foul mouth, belligerent deputy (Victoria, aka Vic), the
part time deputy Ferguson (The Ferg), his secretary Ruby, The Busy Bee Diner
owner Dorothy, former sheriff Lucian Connally, and most importantly, Henry
Standing Bear – Walt’s best friend since a dustup in middle school and now
owner of the Red Pony bar and grille. Hell, Johnson tells us about most
everyone who lives down near the Powder River. Well over half the book is about the local denizens of Durant. After a single book, you feel
comfortable around the Durant locals, except maybe for Vic’s trash talk. I also find it interesting that Johnson lives in a burg called Ucross, Wyoming . . . population 25, way the hell up in NE Wyoming.
I’ve said on this forum multiple times that I’m still
looking for an author to replace the late great Tony Hillerman’s command of the
Indian culture – his specialty was Navajo. Johnson doesn’t take us inside the
Cheyenne culture the same way as did Hillerman (at least as far as I've read), rather he shows us how Longmire
and Henry straddle the border between the US and the sovereign nation of
Cheyenne. In particular, the spirits that hang around and tug at whomever is in
possession of the Retriever of the Dead rifle.
I’ve read #1 now, #2 (Death Without Company) and #4 (Another Man’sMoccasins). Next up is Kindness Goes Unpunished. Twelve Longmire mysteries . . . three down and nine to go.
Do I see power rotation in the future? As Longmire would
reply,
“Yep.”