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"Clay Spain was as tough as all the trails he had ridden and as ruthless as the frontier he had roamed. He had looked death in the eyes more than once. When he rode into the Apache Basin, he found a torn and bloody range straddled by violence and trampled by a cattle king hungry ...

Jim Rimbaud was a gunsmoke legend on both sides of the Mexican border, and when he rode back to Junction City, silence fell over the town like a dead man's body from a hanging tree. What was the lanky, silent gunfighter doing in town? Only Rimbaud knew why he was there - and he w...

"They rode in darkly off the back trails, the badges of their profession strung tightly against their thighs and gleaming with oil. . . . They were men who slapped leather for a living and loved their work, and when they threw their irons into the Border Desert War it meant only ...

All his life, Steve Rennevant would remember that night in Cheyenne when he killed two men in less than a minute. The crowded saloon, the uproar at the poker table, then a gambler's derringer blasting the player down. The next few seconds were forever etched in the young marshal'...