A Ranger McIntyre Mystery Series

In 1920, Rocky Mountain National Park is only five years old. With the Great War finally over and the automobile readily available, many Americans are motoring to the National Parks for vacation. Ranger McIntyre's main job is to protect the wilderness from the campers and sightseers. But a body, clad only in underpants, is discovered floating beneath a waterfall. Shortly thereafter a second corpse, also clothed only in underwear, is found lying on a log beside a remote lake. Ranger McIntyre's usual duties as a park ranger do not include murder—or people in their underwear, for that matter—but he starts putting pieces of the puzzle together until they lead him to a backcountry hut and a photographer who orders him to disrobe—at gunpoint. Ranger McIntyre is drawn into an FBI investigation involving a suspect who is selling salacious photographs of nudes who appear to be very, very dead. McIntyre's interaction with the FBI agent is made even more embarrassing by the fact that the agent's secretary is the drop-dead gorgeous Violet Coteau, who looks like a flapper… and acts like an agent.

Small Delights Lodge in Rocky Mountain National Park seems to be under siege. Shots have been fired at the owner, vehicles set on fire, boats sabotaged, electrocution booby traps and deadfalls set up—and finally, arson and murder. RMNP Ranger Tim McIntyre has plenty of suspects, including the owner of a neighboring resort, a rogue park ranger, and some Chicago mobsters who want Small Delights as a prohibition speakeasy. The only help McIntyre can depend on comes from two attractive women—one a highly competent take-charge-and-do-it kind of gal named Polly, and the other an FBI secretary with great gams… and a Thompson submachine gun.

Lawn Lake's remote location in Rocky Mountain National Park makes it an ideal place for two robbers to hide while cops search Colorado and Kansas for whoever stole $200,000 from the Denver Mint. When they are found dead, however, Ranger McIntyre needs to put away his fishing rod and go find the killers. And if possible, the money.