Chance Sharpe was seeing red! The sleazy weasel who held the title to his riverboat, Wild Card, had stolen it all-nice and legal—for $200 in back taxes. The details apparently had slipped through a few greased palms. In a town where graft and government walked hand in hand, Chance figured he'd better look for justice outside the courtroom. The varmint was selling Chance's boat for a very large profit, but the man had a greedy streak. And Chance knew just how to make that greed work – to get the Wild Card back – all nice and legal.