"Railroad station," Cole said.
"Why?" I said.
"No idea," I said.
Either a lines been dropped, or Cole's the one who said "No idea."
But that doesn't bother me. I still enjoyed the story. It's pretty slight. Cole and Hitch find Allie, the woman Cole loves, after a year's search. She's pretty much hit bottom, working as a cheap whore, but Cole takes her back. He just has to kill one man to get her. Cole, Allie, and Hitch ride into another where Cole and Hitch work as lawmen. There's a preacher and a saloon owner who get crossways. An Indian's riding around killing people and horses. Cole and Hitch take care of business.
Cole's pretty much Spenser, though not exactly. In these westerns, he doesn't tell his own story. Hitch is the first-person narrator, so we get to see Cole through his eyes. Hitch knows him pretty well, but we rarely get below the surface. Now and then Hitch and Cole talk about manly things, though not as much as in the earlier two books in the series.
By now, people are pretty evenly divided on Parker. They've either quit reading him or they'll read whatever he puts out there. I'm in the latter category. If you're not, Brimstone's not the place to begin catching up. If you are, you'll probably have as much fun reading it as I did. It won't take you long.