"U.S. Deputy Marshal Morgan Clyde has worn a tin star long enough to leave a .45-caliber mark on the Indian Territory, but the years and miles are wearing on him. For every enemy hes laid low, hes made more in the process, which isnt a good thing with the territory running wilder than ever and the Hanging Judge in Fort Smith determined to bring it to heel. And it just got worse when a rich mans family is kidnapped by as bloody a gang of outlaws as anyone has ever seen. Morgans going to need all the allies he can get, but wholl ride with him? The family he once had hates him, and fallible friends and the women in his life may prove more deadly than any adversary. If hes going to survive, hell have to be quicker on the trigger than any man ever born, and hell have to watch his back. For the bullet that eventually gets you is usually the one you dont expect, especially for those too proud to run""--