Ranger Jim Hatfield rode into Bowman with the bloodstained body of Bill Carter slung across his saddle. Would they believe him when he told them that he wasn't the killer--that he'd downed the guns licks who'd ambushed Carter? Hatfield knew they wouldn't. Lynch law ruled the Pecos country now--brother pitted against brother in a bitter struggle for an oil-rich land that was ripe for the plunder. Alone, hunted, the tall lean Texan fingered the stock of his .45, knowing that time would run out on justice unless he met the lawless one by one ... gun for gun ... bullet for bullet!

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