In an era when the West is still wild, there are those who think themselves above the laws of the land. They are called thieves and murderers. They roam the foot hills and valleys, slipping in and out of the civilized world, often times, completely unseen. These cold souls leave in their wake destruction, sorrow and sometimes, such deep loss that the loss becomes hatred. When such a transformation of emotions happens, the hunted becomes the hunter. Bailey Jordan, a beautiful woman, once married to a handsome man and mother to a young baby boy, is exactly that person. A cold, heartless act by a man just passing through Sedona Rocks leaves her with only two choices. Leave her home and never look back or… find the man who took her family from her and "do unto him, what he did unto her." After-all, isn't that the Golden Rule? Bailey Jordan becomes Bailey Jordan, AKA the Bounty Hunter. She and her horse, Hanta, set out on a journey together. Bailey's purpose is to find the men who destroyed all she ever loved in this world. She will track down Top Hat Bob's gang, one man at a time, until she has taken from them what they took from her. She will find hate and anger and jealousy while she exacts punishment on them. She will fund her travels by bringing to justice, men on wanted posters. Bailey Jordan is a strong woman, doing what few, if any women have ever done. She will be the first to wear the hats normally reserved for men. She fearlessly goes forward and does what only men have ever done before. Breaking down barriers and standing up to the biggest and worst of men, Bailey Jordan, AKA, the Bounty Hunter, boldly shows a woman can be as tough as any man and still be a lady. Follow this beautiful lady as she rocks the world of criminals and good guys alike. The loss she had to watch and endure has made her Bailey Jordan, AKA, the Bounty Hunter. I was born and raised in Iowa. I have written for as long as I can remember, but I truly found my calling when I watched & read western's. I would always imagine myself as a cowgirl back in the old west. Though born a city gal, the country always seems to call out to me.
