Randy Davis had it all worked out. And after the ambush, he and his gang were going to be richer than they'd ever dreamed possible. Davis had everything planned down to the last detail. It was going to be like taking candy from a baby. Or so he thought.
The one thing he didn't count on was the unexpected appearance of a drifter who chanced upon them whilst looking for water in an otherwise parched land.
But was the newcomer really what he said he was? He had the look of a man who knew his way around guns, a man who'd take no nonsense from anyone. He looked to Davis like a lawman.
So he had to die.
But the man himself had other ideas about that. And his name was Buck Halliday.