He did his killing behind a badge. He lived for the sudden bloodshed, the booze, and the women who made him feel whole again. And whenever the law-abiding hypocrites closed in around him, he always managed to slip away. But Joe Potter couldn’t outrun the demons that were chasing him – not even on the wide-open Dakota range. For it was there, in a line shack in winter, that an Indian woman and her child finally caught up with a man burning with fever and hate, and plunged him into a battle with the truth, and his greatest fear of all. An authentic novel of the American West, Potter’s Fields is a classic tale of what drives a man to violence – and what brings him back again.