The Case of the Bogus Detective 19
The sun had set in Genoa, but when we reached the top of the pass, why, there it was again, like an old friend. It was very low in the sky, ...
The sun had set in Genoa, but when we reached the top of the pass, why, there it was again, like an old friend. It was very low in the sky, ...
Mr. V.V. Bletchley had squashed my pa’s plan of using me to convince Reb Road Agents that our stagecoach could not be transporting silver. I...
The Virginia City office of the Overland Stage Company was noisy & crowded. It smelled of spittoons & sweat & cigars. Pa and Mr....
‘Good morning, Miss Pinkerton!’ snapped Ping the next day. ‘You late.’ It was only a quarter past 9.00 but I let that pass. He was sitting i...
I could not really blame Ping for not guessing that I am a girl. From the day I was born my Indian ma dressed me like a boy. She put me in...
My name is P.K. Pinkerton and I will soon be breakfast for a couple of grizzly bears. I am trapped in a mountain cave with my dying pa. I h...