The high-wheeled mud wagon stood before the Yuma House behind two spans of mules. John Dudley stepped into the bright moonlight and handed his valise to the driver who tossed it unceremoniously into the carrying rack. Dudley was leaving the Arizona Territory to catch a steamer in San Diego bound for New York and, ultimately, to the woman he was to marry. But there was a complication...and it was a printer named Margo.