The settlers believed Clay Taggart was a ruthless desperado, a deadly gunman with neither conscience nor soul. The army said he was a white Apache, and should be left to rot under the desert sun. But Taggart was just an innocent man with a bounty on his hide. With a motley band of Apaches, he roamed the vast southwest, waiting for the day when he could clear his name ... and fighting any bounty hunter foolish enough to take him on.