Breed (Muir)

He stepped out of the shadows, a tall man with a gun on his hip and death in his eyes. 'I am Matthew Gunn. Some call me Azul.'He drew as he spoke, triggering the Colt in a violent explosion of sound that blew the Mexican backwards off his feet, twisting him around so that he hit the sand face down. Dead.He was part-white, part-Apache, all killer. Around the border country they came to know him as Breed, and they feared the name, for it spelled violent death. Matthew Gunn. Some called him Azul. He was part-white, part-Apache, all killer. Around the border country they came to know him as Breed, and they feared the name, for it spelled violent death.

The Comanche wheeled his pony round and charged towards the man who stood between him and his dream of war. The long war lance glinted bright in the afternoon sun, its razor-sharp tip pointing straight at the half-breed's heart.The man was called Matthew Gunn, though some called him Breed. And they avoided him, for Breed meant danger! Breed, the avenging warrior who hates Indian and white man with equal ferocity.Now he stood alone on the blood-stained sand and waited. Death shone in his pale blue eyes and a cold rage filled his heart. The Comanche was nothing to him, merely an obstacle blocking his trail of revenge-an obstacle to be removed... Matthew Gunn. Some called him Azul. He was part-white, part-Apache, all killer. Around the border country they came to know him as Breed, and they feared the name, for it spelled violent death.

When Breed came to the town called Two Bits, he found bad trouble brewing. Someone was hell-bent on setting the local white folks and Apaches at each other's throats so's they could make a dirty dollar or two out of the bloodshed. He didn't much care for what he found. Two Bits was about to find out - the hard way - what if meant to mess with Breed.... Matthew Gunn. Some called him Azul. He was part-white, part-Apache, all killer. Around the border country they came to know him as Breed, and they feared the name, for it spelled violent death.

IF YOU WANT ANOTHER NAME FOR VIOLENT DEATH - TRY BREED...Breed-that was what they called him down along the Border. He had other names: Azul ... Matthew Gunn - they all spelled Death!The man who hired him to take a coffin and a woman south into Mexico forgot that. Forgot that Breed had no time for liars. And his own savage way of settling debts: with a gun. He forgo too, that Breed didn't forgive wrongs done to him. He was the kind of man who came back to pay the score. No matter who or what stood in his way. And a coffin loaded with stolen money was an open invitation to trouble-the kind that followed Breed like mourners at a funeral. Or vultures circling above a corpse.THE JUDAS GOAT is the sixth in the blood-drenched Western series about the adventures of Breed Matthew Gunn. Some called him Azul. He was part-white, part-Apache, all killer. Around the border country they came to know him as Breed, and they feared the name, for it spelled violent death.

The Kiowas slaughtered Amos and Eliza Marker without pity. They took young Jed, raised him as a Kiowa. When Matthew Gunn, known and feared as Breed, was called by rich businessman Ty Horn, he didn't know his was Eliza's brother. Or that he had a crazed idea of saving Jed after all this time. Even when he knew, Breed didn't care. And soon he had a debt of honour to be settled with the Kiowas - a debt paid strictly in torture, destruction and death ... Matthew Gunn. Some called him Azul. He was part-white, part-Apache, all killer. Around the border country they came to know him as Breed, and they feared the name, for it spelled violent death.

When Father Bartholomew and his daughter Rachel found Breed he looked more dead than alive. Ambushed by the Sioux, Breed had lost his horse and a sizable stash of silver bullion. And now he thirsted for revenge. First he had a debt of honor to settle with the Father for saving his life. Then he'd use his half-breed skills to track down his enemy and pay him for his treachery with a violent, bloody death. One thing was certain, by the time Breed finished that Sioux would be beyond the help of even Father Bartholomew's prayers... Matthew Gunn. Some called him Azul. He was part-white, part-Apache, all killer. Around the border country they came to know him as Breed, and they feared the name, for it spelled violent death.

The Masters clan had the town of Mattock in its pocket and no-one crossed Luke Masters if he valued his life. Until Breed happened into town. And had a showdown with Luke and his men which left Breed more dead than alive. That was Luke's big mistake. For Breed, alias Azul, was well acquainted with death, And when he returned on his quest for vengeance the violent and bloody legends of the West were going to take on a whole new savage reality… Matthew Gunn. Some called him Azul. He was part-white, part-Apache, all killer. Around the border country they came to know him as Breed, and they feared the name, for it spelled violent death.

Breed, alias Azul, was a loner but when he met three nuns traveling across the desert, he offered to escort them. But somehow the trio didn't behave like nuns. They were skilled with guns and hardened to violent death. Breed had to kill many men to protect them but even the corpses were denied a Christian burial. Then Breed discovered that the nuns were in cahoots with Mex banditos robbing the US gold shipments. So he led the Army troopers in a raid of horrible revenge that made the victims pray for mercy… Matthew Gunn. Some called him Azul. He was part-white, part-Apache, all killer. Around the border country they came to know him as Breed, and they feared the name, for it spelled violent death.

Azul, alias Matthew Gunn, alias Breed-half-white, half-Apache, all killer. Breed was a name he'd picked up around the border country. Some said it spelt death. He walked his own path between the white and the red. He didn't look for trouble-it came looking for him. Like when the Coyne brothers crossed his trail.The sheriff wants the Coynes for taking a handful of lives and a coachload of dollars. Breed wants them for stealing his horse. As a lawman's tracker the Apache half-breed can hunt the blood-drenched Coynes right through Mexico. And he means to show them something they never saw before, something you only get to see once in your life: THE COLOR OF DEATH. Matthew Gunn. Some called him Azul. He was part-white, part-Apache, all killer. Around the border country they came to know him as Breed, and they feared the name, for it spelled violent death.

SERIES FINALE!With his arm round one of the fancy whores from the Sporting House and a bottle of good whiskey in front of him, Captain Cyrus Cutter of the 14th Cavalry was feeling well pleased with himself. He'd just captured that wild Apache renegade, Bramido, and he'd gunned down the proud Indian's squaw, his son and three of his warriors into the bargain. Like shooting fish in a barrel, he was gleefully telling anyone who'd listen.But there was one thing he hadn't reckoned with. Young Aguilito had miraculously survived the ambush that had snatched both his parents from him, and now he'd teamed up with a half-Chiricahua named Azul - better known to Cutter, perhaps, as Breed. Together they were determined to free the captive Bramido - and to wreak their own brand of vengeance on the cold-blooded killer who'd put him behind bars. Matthew Gunn. Some called him Azul. He was part-white, part-Apache, all killer. Around the border country they came to know him as Breed, and they feared the name, for it spelled violent death.