A misunderstanding lands a cowpoke a six-month prison sentence after a crooked gambler draws on him, and he has no luck staying out of trouble when he gets out, in Logan Winters' The Reluctant Gun Hand.
Winters was Paul Lederer, one of a legion of hard-working old-fashioned paperback scribes who wrote under a handful of names. This one is a very solid western that reads almost like a noir.
The plot is definitely noir-flavored: our protagonist is trying to make it back to a nice frontier gal, but is bushwhacked and then waylaid into a gang of outlaws preparing a robbery, with a triple-crossing femme fatale front and center.
Enjoyable, fast read I got for my beloved Kindle and read very quickly over a couple of winter's days. I'll continue to read Lederer, in all his names, whenever I find him.