Resolution

Summary

After the bloody confrontation in Appaloosa, Everett Hitch heads into the afternoon sun and ends up in Resolution, an Old West town so new the dust has yet to settle. It’s the kind of town that doesn’t have much in the way of commerce, except for a handful of saloons and some houses of ill repute. Hitch takes a job as lookout at Amos Wolfson’s Blackfoot Saloon and quickly establishes his position as protector of the ladies who work the backrooms—as well as a man unafraid to stand up to the enforcer sent down from the O’Malley copper mine.

Though Hitch makes short work of hired gun Koy Wickman, tensions continue to mount, so that even the self-assured Hitch is relieved by the arrival in town of his friend Virgil Cole. When greedy mine owner Eamon O’Malley threatens the loose coalition of local ranchers and starts buying up Resolution’s few businesses, Hitch and Cole find themselves in the middle of a makeshift war between O’Malley’s men and the ranchers. In a place where law and order don’t exist, Hitch and Cole must make their own, guided by their sense of duty, honor, and friendship.


Cover Art

1) United States

2) Switzerland

3) Japan

4) Czech Republic


Dedication

As always, for Joan, the girl of the golden west...

and east...

and north...and south.


Audiobook

Read by Titus Welliver.

 

Audio CD

Publisher: Random House Audio Publishing Group; Unabridged edition (25 May 2010)

Language: English

ISBN-10: 0307750892

ISBN-13: 978-0307750891

Product Dimensions: 12.9 x 2.9 x 15 cm


Source: Amazon


Recurring Characters

Virgil Cole put in an appearance in chapter 15. He stays till the end of the novel at the Blackfoot Saloon and helps Everett.

Here we see Cato & Rose for the first time. The gunmen aren't too friendly at the beginning. Later they become associates of Virgil and Everett.


References

Chapter 11

 

“Ever hear of a man named Machiavelli?” - Niccolo Machiavelli, an Italian philosopher, politician, historian and writer.

 

Chapter 12

 

"Allie...Goddamned Allie!" - Maybe it's from a Gunsmoke episode. 

 

Chapter 14

 

"Bully Boy" - A Distillery based in Boston. They are producing handcrafted whiskey. 

 

Chapter 23

 

“You ever heard about the Battle of Waterloo?” - A French army under the command of Napoleon was defeated by two of the armies of the Seventh Coalition: an Anglo-allied army under the command of the Duke of Wellington, and a Prussian army under the command of Gebhard Leberecht von Blücher.


Chapter 26


“I’m reading this fella Locke. You know, the English fella.” - He means John Locke, a well known english philosopher.


Lines

Chapter 1

 

“He’ll likely come at you again,” Wolfson said.

“Likely,” I said.

“What’ll you do then?” Wolfson said.

“Kill him,” I said.

 

Chapter 5

 

“I’m just saying it was me shot at you I wouldn’ta missed.”

“Naw,” I said. “’Course you wouldn’t. You’da drilled me from behind, back shooter.”

“Don’t call me that,” Wickman said.

 

Chapter 7

 

“Didn’t seem too softhearted when you blew a hole in Koy Wickman,” he said.

“That was business,” I said.

“And this ain’t,” Wolfson said.

“No,” I said. “This is softhearted.”

 

Chapter 9

 

“What the fuck are you?” Wolfson said.

“Fucking Saint Everett of the Whores?”

“Just keepin’ order,” I said.

 

Chapter 16

 

“And leaving her,” I said. “In a whorehouse.”

Virgil nodded. “None of that is against the law.”

“Might be against some sort of law,” I said.

“None I ever seen written down,” Virgil said.

“They ain’t all written down,” I said.

“They are for me,” Virgil said.

 

Chapter 23

 

“Napoléon was the Empire of France, wasn’t he?”

“Something like that,” I said.

I knew he meant emperor.

 

Chapter 28

 

“Chink ever say anything?” Virgil said.

“No,” I said.

“Does what he does, and keep his mouth shut,” Virgil said.

“He does,” I said.

“He’s smart,” Virgil said.

 

Chapter 29

 

“You bet your ass,” Boyle said. “Me, Henry Hackworth Boyle.”

Rose looked amused, and without taking his eyes off Boyle, he said to Cato, “Hackworth.”


Chapter 44


“I been reading a book by this guy Russo,” Virgil said.

“Who?”

“French guy, Russo. Wrote something called The Social Contract, lot of stuff about nature.”

“Rousseau,” I said.