Rancher Crowell (Crow) Wilbarger is hungry and opts for a burger from the drive-in back in his dried-up little cotton town split by North Texas highway 287. Opposite his stall drives in a blue 1986 Chevy Astro Van carrying New Mexico plates and along with it a storm coming. The bastardo driving it introduces himself with middle finger raised – a gesture neither warranted, expected, nor ignored by Crow.

Crow’s reaction kicks off a tale of revenge, killings, and cartel hold. Forced upon him is a different way than he had lived up to that point in his life. Against all odds, he must find this new way.

Crow would come to rely on his own inherited mixing – a spirit left to him, handed down – just to survive. With a demon of a blue pit mongrel by his side, and a bronc of a mixed-breed horse underneath him, he would be carried into battle protected by winged spirits soaring high above him. He becomes what he must become to survive and bring down the ones he had, without intention, brought in and down upon himself.

You will rethink what you believe about right and wrong; about good and evil; about how you view your fellow humans. This is not a book for kids. Nor is it for the faint of heart. Here you will find yourself reading a Quentin Tarantino movie.