Saddler arrived at the Alaskan-Yukon border, a lawless territory exploding with gold lust, loose women and flying lead. But Saddler wasn't there for gold—he was after a dead man.
Saddler was hired to transport the body of Judge Phineas Slocum to San Francisco. When Saddler set out, winter was sweeping in with killing force, and he knew he was in for a taste of hell.
On his long and tortuous journey, Saddler's hardships were eased by willing saloon girls and lonely wives—until Saddler came across a crazed gunman not only his blood, but the Judge's corpse as well!