It was not McAllister's speed with a gun – nor his accuracy. It was his infernal luck. The way he walked away alive from every fight.
Brennan was nervous. He had come to Black Horse to kill. And McAllister was wearing the sheriff's badge.
At stake was the life of a newspaperman who opposed the land-grabbing ranchers. Also the safety of his beautiful daughter ... and the future of the terrorized small farmers.
But the hired assassin and the lawman had one thing in common – a passion for horses. And it was McAllister's plan to bait his trap by staging the greatest horse-race the West had ever known ...