Reviewed by Lit Amri for Readers' Favorite “One of the fresh citizens to land in Calvin was a certain Marty Kilbride. Aged thirty-five, he appeared younger and materialised at over six foot with a head of neatly combed dark brown hair with a corresponding moustache. He dressed in a suit with matching waistcoat of grey that always appeared pressed besides absent of dirt and dust, which resulted as an achievement for that section of the country.” A mysterious man wooed a whole