Nathaniel Wayland is tough as an old boot and smokin' fast with his guns. The West has been wild as long as he can remember--not because of outlaws and bandits but because a plague is turning humans into an army of undead walkers.

This plague is beautiful, sexy, her skin velvet smooth and her voice even softer. Evil has a way of seducing a fool and charming the wise; this one does both. Wayland grew up an orphan, his first memory being of the attack that left him homeless and alone. Nightmares stalk his dreams, and opium and alcohol numb the pain in daylight.

Munroe is the mentor who took him in and taught him right, teaching him to be a ruthless killing machine with one objective: save the West from this horror. Wayland's inner demons are loud, his lust for willing women and aged whiskey vices he can't control until a band of outlaws enters his life, forcing him to man up and showdown.

There's a massacre at Hollow Creek. Valiant men fall in a final stand against the queen of the essence, and when Wayland decides to be a martyr, he is delivered from evil in a way no one will expect.

Compelling and dramatic, this Western has intelligent zombies, corrupt lawmen, sociopaths, evil, and outlaws, taking you on a gripping listen with black oil, seduction, power, and dark horror. The West has never been this wild, deadly, or sexy.