Clay Nash

The town of Saguaro Flats seemed ordinary. When Clay Nash and his prisoner stopped over, the Wells Fargo man sensed something was wrong. His gut feeling was right ... the marshal was involved in smuggling Mexican across the Rio Grande into the hands of land barons, condemned to a life hardship as cheap labor. It wasn't Clay's business but he wasn't about to let them get away with it...

Clay Nash hadn’t made many mistakes in his long career as Wells Fargo’s top detective. But when he busted Shell Shannon from jail because he needed the man’s help in solving a case, he should have expected a double-cross. Shannon was cutting a bloody trail through the Brazos country. Clay cleaned and reloaded his guns and set out to bring Shannon to justice once and for all...

When is a stage hold-up not a stage hold-up? It was a question Wells Fargo’s top detective, Clay Nash, had to wrestle with. The only answer he could come up with was that the hold-up was just cover for something else. But what? The murder of an inoffensive little Mexican carrying a bag full of documents?

Emmett Bodie and his gang of cutthroats hit the Cripple Creek to Aspen Falls train just as hard as they could. They took $60,000 from the Wells Fargo car and left a trail of dead men behind them. But when Clay Nash finally tracked the gang down, all but $10,000 of the money had apparently vanished into thin air.

The Jarvess bunch had a hard reputation. Over the years Old Man Jarvess and his sons, Tag and Chet, had robbed and slaughtered their way right across the territory. And they kept the proceeds from their robberies hidden away high up in the hills, where only they could ever get at it. Until Cody Mann came along …

A mysterious gang of cutthroats hit the Wells Fargo way-station at the Pueblo River Crossing and stole a valuable cargo before vanishing back into the night. That was bad enough. But among the dead men they left behind them was an old friend of Clay Nash … and for Clay, Wells Fargo’s top operative, that made it personal.

Clay Nash wanted an assistant and needed one within a week to find him. "... he must be the toughest, meanest son of a bitch this side of the Rockies. I don’t mean no trigger-crazy killer. He’s got to be a good shot and not afraid to get a little blood on his hands—if he has to work in close and use a knife. " Shell Shannon was his man but there was one snag - Shannon was in jail.

What do you do when your partner reveals a mean streak a mile wide? When he blinds a man in a barroom brawl and shows no remorse? When he shoots and kills three civilians in his pursuit of an outlaw and thinks that was a price worth paying so long as he caught the bad guy? Clay Nash knew exactly what he had to do, and he hated it ...

Moss Dooley’s gang hit the stage just within the shadows of Hangman’s Spur. Men died, the coach crashed … and its cargo of fifty thousand dollars vanished. Only trouble was, no one knew just where it had gone! The job of tracking it down – and trying to prove the innocence of the prime suspect – went to Clay Nash, Wells Fargo’s top troubleshooter. But every lead he followed ended up going nowhere.

When Abe Calloway pulled off a seemingly impossible robbery and relieved Wells Fargo of $50,000. Calloway had five accomplices, and they had all split up and gone in different directions. Which one had the money? Jim Hume sent his top operative, Clay Nash, to find out. But his trail was dogged by a vengeance-hungry lawman who would stop at nothing to get even with the man who killed his brother.

Larry Holbrook may have been a green teenager but even he knew it was a bad idea to throw in with an owlhoot like Sundance. It ended badly with the murder of a Wells Fargo worker. Trapped - maybe he could still do something to redeem himself, out-gunned as he was. And when Clay Nash bought into the fight, the odds got a little better. Still, men were going to die before justice was finally dealt.

Three of Wells Fargo’s top investigators died on the same day. It could have just been coincidence, of course, but Clay Nash didn’t think so. Not only were they colleagues of his, they were also friends, so when Jim Hume gave him the job of finding out the truth behind their murders, it was just about as personal as it could get.

Clay Nash, hot on the trail of an outlaw gang is recalled to Denver as some owlhoot had shot his boss. The Wells Fargo detective swore that the attacker was going to pay for the crime. The trail led him all the way to the Big Muddy and an audacious plan to launder that fortune in golden coins aboard the sternwheelers that plied the river. Wrongly jailed, Nash wasn't going to let that stop him...

When he was given the job of protecting the Gold Train, carrying a hundred thousand dollars’ in gold coins from Denver to Washington—Wells Fargo agent Clay Nash knew every outlaw in the country would be tempted to rob it. The train itself was well protected by soldiers, Wells Fargo guards and Gatling guns but there were some ambitious owlhoots out there who would still make a play for the cargo.

Revenge is a dish best served cold. Will Dodd wanted a double serving. Revenge on Wells Fargo after losing his home to them, and on Clay Nash - Wells Fargo’s top operative. So he assembled a bunch of merciless killers and went after his targets with single-minded determination … and from that day forward Wells Fargo’s Santa Fe run would be marked by blood and bodies!

When Chip Benedict’s gang stole the borax mine payroll, it wasn’t so much a robbery as a massacre. They left twelve bodies behind them … including two people who’d meant a whole lot to Wells Fargo special agent Clay Nash. From that moment on, Clay lived only for one thing – to track down the Benedict gang and make sure every man-jack of them paid the price … bullet by bullet.

In a desperate bid to clear his name, Ben Garrett throws in with a pair of hardcases and escapes from jail with deadly consequences. What Ben didn’t know was that his sister, Liz, and Wells Fargo’s top troubleshooter, Clay Nash, were working to save Ben from the outlaws he’d joined up with, to save him from a crooked lawman with a guilty secret … and just maybe to save him from himself!

When someone knocks over the Wells Fargo office, troubleshooter Clay Nash is called in to find out who. The trail seemed to point to Nitro Mantell but how could the outlaw be in two places at once? Who slipped Clay a Mickey Finn and who strangled the saloon girl who could have supplied all the answers? Clay was determined to unravel these mysteries any way he could.

When Clay Nash rode into Socorro he found a town in fear. The local lawman had been shot dead and two rival trail crews, each one just about as tough as tacks, were coming in to paint the town red. To make matters worse, a proddy gunfighter named Considine was around, and because he was known to get mean when drunk, he might just be the flame that touched off an already explosive situation.

It started out as a drunken prank but when one man died and his fellow passengers aboard the Tucson-Tombstone stage were involved in a devastating crash. Wells Fargo’s top troubleshooter, Clay Nash, was dispatched to find those responsible, and uncovered a criminal enterprise. Those drunken pranksters were actually tough as nails; handy with their guns, ready to fight him all the way to the death!

When Wells Fargo decided to run a stage route between Deadwood and Shiloh, no one could have predicted the bloodbath that would follow. Company men were beaten, shot and often killed; passengers harassed and on at least one occasion, a woman was raped. But why? And by whom? Detective Clay has his his toughest case yet … but even Clay didn’t dream that he’d be fighting a whole army!

Clay Nash went undercover with orders to infiltrate Zach Forrester's outlaw gang. To do that, he assumed the identity of a dead man. That's when everything went wrong. His trail crossed that of an old enemy who was still itching for revenge. Then he wound up behind bars, mistaken for the outlaw he pretending to be. Then Forrester broke him out of jail. Trouble came in spades for Nash!

Clint Christian pulled off a seemingly impossibly robbery and left a pile of bodies behind him, Wells Fargo detective Clay Nash figured to be the one who brought Christian to book. One of the victims had been a friend of Clay’s. Clay’s boss wanted Christian brought in alive. So he partnered Clay with Dakota Haines, who was willing to play even dirtier than the man they were out to catch.

The yellow-haired bandit was as cold as ice water. To prove it, he shot his partners down in cold blood after the stage robbery was over. He came close to killing Wells Fargo detective Clay Nash's friend, Roarin’ Dick Magee. Clay wanted to catch the outlaw before he killed again. It was Clay’s toughest assignment yet, and one he was by no means sure he’d survive.

Available at a low price for first 7 days only! The ranch war between Cash Matthews and Clay Nash exploded into violence leaving Nash to suffer a long, lingering death on the high desert. But somehow Clay survived, and when he came back for revenge, he was a new man, a harder man, a man who showed no mercy to his enemies. Clay Nash was Wells Fargo’s secret weapon … an undercover gun.