A striking young woman stepped out into the doorway. Her strawberry blonde hair was pulled into a ponytail and she wore a flannel shirt, unbuttoned and tied in a knot beneath her generous bosom, leaving her slim, taut stomach and the wide curve of her hips bare above a pair of man’s trousers with their legs rolled up around her ankles. She jabbed the nose of the shotgun toward Blackshot.
“You should have kept right on riding, fella!” she snarled.
When a dying con man hires Tom Blackshot, gun for hire, with his last breath to protect his wife from a gang of killers bent on revenge, Blackshot finds himself caught in a web of lies with a target on his back! With firebombing bandits and catfighting vixens hunting him down, Blackshot is caught in a deadly race where losing means death!