Ten years after the end of the Civil war, they were still hunting escaped rebs. Even tracking renegade Indians was part of the job for Mike Connelly. The deputy Marshal was ready to chase down a bunch of cutthroat thieves who had just robbed the bank in Denver. What he was not ready for was the betrayal. A betrayal by his closest friend and ally. Ambushed and left for dead, Connelly sets out after the gang, across the most untamed territory in Colorado. Only made worse with the coming snows of winter. High in the mountain passes of snowy Colorado justice would be given. One way....or the other.