James D Doss

Accidentally causing the death of a purse snatcher with ties to the mob, tribal investigator and Colorado rancher Charlie Moon and his friend, Chief of Police Scott Parris, are targeted by the thief's vengeful family in a case that is complicated by FBI meddling and a rookie private investigator.

The two sandstone monoliths towering over the southern Colorado landscape are wrapped in ancient mystery. To the local tribes, they are the Twin War Gods, sons of the moon goddess, White Shell Woman. Legends tell of strange happenings in their shadows, of lost treasure and Anasazi blood sacrifice. But it is a much more recent history that troubles former Ute policeman-turned-rancher Charlie Moon, specifically the fresh corpse of a young Native American...

On an Indian reservation, policeman Charlie Moon probes the death of three dancers during a sun dance. The sun dance is strenuous work and the official verdict is that they died of natural causes but Moon's aunt, a shaman dreamt a witch was responsible.

Rancher and sometime Ute tribal investigator Charlie Moon gets the call when the widow Montoya starts fussing about witches. She swears theres a brood lurking on the oil company land adjacent to her property, harassing her with carcasses of dead animals. When no one takes her seriously, and even her no good grandson is nowhere to be found, she takes matters into her own hands, with disastrous results. By the time Charlie arrives, its too late to save...

Struggling with hard times on his Colorado ranch, Charlie Moon becomes involved in a potentially lucrative wager between his best friend, police chief Scott Parish, and self-proclaimed psychic investor Samuel Reed, who bets that Parish will not be able to prevent Reed's imminent murder.