It is with great pleasure I introduce to you Author, Guy Worthey, and his series of Ace Carroway books!

Greetings one and all, and a hearty thank-you to my kind host and 4 Wills Publishing!

In this fifth blog tour stop we meet the second of Ace’s five associates. Our fictitious interviewer, Mr. Bigg Faquir, is unable to make bail, and so he will not be joining us. As I watch my guest coming in, I must say it’s quite a sight. He removed his Stetson and ducked his head to get through the doorway. I hope his boots and spurs don’t mark my floor up. His checkered shirt and leather vest are cheery enough. He has dark hair, beard stubble and he’s borderline emaciated. His walk is a rolling amble, made necessary by a genuine case of bowleggedness.

GW: Greetings, Tombstone.

Tombstone: Howdy, pardner. Nice digs ya got.

GW: Thank you. Tell me, what’s your full name?

Tombstone: Ah’m Gregory Jamison, born an’ raised in th’ vicinity of El Paso, Texas.

GW: I would have guessed Tombstone, Arizona.

Tombstone: Because o’ the nick? Ah picked it up on the French front durin’ the Great War. Tell ya what, to them Limeys, it’s all the same. El Paso an’ Austin an’ Tulsa an’ Tombstone might as well be the same town instead o’ hundreds o’ miles from each other.

GW: Mostly true, I suppose. On the other hand, can you put Devonshire or Stratford on a map?

Tombstone: Nope! Good point, pardner.

GW: What was your role in the war?

Tombstone: Communications engineer. Meanin’ radio communications, o’ course. Radio’s quite the amazin’ thing, y’know. Ah got a feelin’ we’ve only scratched the surface o’ what radio can do.

GW: What year is it?

Tombstone: You feelin’ all right, there, son? It’s 1921.

GW: I’d say we’ve only scratched the surface of what radio can do. What do you think of Gooper?

Tombstone: That overstuffed egocentric top-heavy ginger walrus? Oh, he’s a nice feller. Mostly nice. Well, nice after ya get used t’ the smell.

GW: Heh. So, what about the rest of the associates?

Tombstone: Tell you what. Sam’s the one you’d buddy up to after hours, but they’re all good workin’ pardners. Diff’rent strengths an’ weaknesses, you know. I got somethin’ else to say, too. Ev’ry one of ‘em, even that lard butt Gooper, would take a bullet meant fer you. I mean me. I mean any one of us. Heck, you, too, ya four-eyed li’l squirt.

GW: I’m honored. I think. What is your relationship to Ace?

Tombstone: She’s the glue, son. She’s the gas in the engine, an’ the oil, too. She brung five headstrong varmints goin’ five diff’rent ways and made ‘em into a team.

GW: And what’s the goal of the team?

Tombstone: Ah ain’t gonna answer that straight. We got a detective agency an’ we take cases. Let’s let it ride right there.

GW: Now I want to know more.

Tombstone: Ask somebody else. I’ve got t’ ride.

GW: You mean, you have to go?

Tombstone: I mean I got t’ go, and I got t’ ride. Ride away on mah horse, Sparky. Good luck, there, pardner.

GW: Good luck to you, too, Tombstone. Happy trails.

Here are some choice quotes from Tombstone, taken from the Ace Carroway books.

Gooper abuse 1: “Oh, who invited you, Gooper? Ding-nab it! Out o’ th’ fryin’ pan and into th’ fire! I ain’t sure I kin stand bein’ cooped up with this here blubbery Brit!”

Gooper abuse 2: “You jes’ try it, ya ginger donkey butt.”

Gooper abuse 3: “Aww, keep your hat on. You’re not bulletproof, you knuckleheaded Limey.”

An expression of surprise: “Well, rope my ankles and call me a dogie!”

Soothing the resident genius: “Don’ get a burr under yer saddle, Ace! You’re a cyclone an’ ain’t none of us Pecos Bill enough to lasso you!”

On hunter-gatherer society: “Shewt. We think we got it tough. Jes’ think about them cave people. Even if they hunted a critter, next thing you know they’d be fightin’ t’ keep it against sabretooth cats or giant bears!”

When a plan is hatched: “Ma’am? Let me offer a translation on behalf o’ my cohorts. All of that means: We’re in, and when do we start?”

I have two limericks today because they’re both awful, and I’m hoping that, somehow, by presenting twice as many, it will be their meager virtues that double, not their considerable demerits.

Tombstone’s a tall drink of water.

He’s six feet from boot toes to snotter.

He can’t play the harp.

With a rifle, he’s sharp.

With ‘lectrical gear? Slick as an otter.

Tombstone’s a tall drink of water.

He charts AM waves on a plotter

Transceiver or Stetson

He’s ready to fetch some

Varmints for Carroway’s daughter

Join Ace Carroway and her motley gang of associates as they travel the world, solving mysteries and fighting crime.

In ACE CARROWAY and the GREAT WAR, sixteen-year-old Cecilia Carroway lies about her age and joins the war effort as a pilot. She earns her Ace nickname over France, but is forced down behind enemy lines. Escape plans are imperiled when Ace catches the attention of imperial minister Darko Dor.

Three years later, in ACE CARROWAY AROUND THE WORLD, Ace’s father dies in a hail of bullets in quiet Hyannis, Cape Cod. Lieutenant Drew Lucy is on the case, but it’s Ace Carroway at the top of his list of suspects.

In ACE CARROWAY and the HANDSOME DEVIL, Ace barely survives an assassination attempt at the hands of her old nemesis Darko Dor. Figuring the best defense is offense, she starts a detective agency in New York. Before the paint on the door dries, a new web of deception ensnares the rookie sleuths. Sudden romantic attention from a pair of handsome strangers is good, right?

The Adventures of Ace Carroway are available at many fine stores around the world.

Links	#1 Great War	#2 Around the World	#3 Handsome Devil
Paperback	Paperback	Paperback	Paperback
Kindle	Kindle	Kindle	Kindle
Nook, Kobo, Apple, 24 Symbols, Playster, Scribd, Angus & Robertson	Ebook $1.99	Others	Others

Wyoming native Guy Worthey traded spurs and lassos for telescopes and computers when he decided on astrophysics for a day job. Whenever he temporarily escapes the gravitational pull of stars and galaxies, he writes fiction. He lives in Washington state with his violinist wife Diane. He likes cats and dogs and plays keyboards and bass guitar. His favorite food is called creamed eggs on toast, but once in a while, he heeds the siren song of chocolate.

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