The Concorde Stage hurtled out of control down the perilous trail of Windy Pass. And right behind—and closing fast—rode three men with murder in their eyes. Then the shots rang out, and one by one the road bandits catapulted from their horses as their death-trail ended in a welter of blood.
And Matthew Gunn smiled over the smoking barrel of his Winchester...
They called him Breed; half white, half-Apache, a killer with a merciless mission-vengeance.
And a town called Endurance soon found out two things about this cold-eyed loner.
First, that Breed was the man who had saved the stage. Second, that to cross Breed's path was to cross with death...