Sam’s Law by Laurel Joseph

Chapter One The gavel rapped smartly on the wooden desk that served as his bench for the territorial judge. Judge Frank Thomas was getting a headache. He was tired of the same old cases coming before him time after time, and he made a silent vow to be harsh with the next man and make […]
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