Things were bad in Arizona when the Rangers were formed. Killers, hold-up gangs and rustlers were overrunning the state and getting away with it ... and all because there were no real lawmen to bring them to justice.
So when cattle boss Bertram Mosehan decided to form the Rangers, he was looking for a special breed of man. Tough.
Tenacious. Incorruptible. And handy with a gun.
Two Texans seemed to fit the bill perfectly. One of them looked like a dude, but no one was fooled. No one, that is, who knew his name to be Doc Leroy. The other was a young cowboy who wore his guns in a way significant to anyone who knew a fast and dangerous gunfighter when he saw one.
Waco was his name.