"Randy Harker had no choice. He wanted to stay in Lander and shoot it out with Thatcher. If he left, he would carry the yellow brand of a coward till he cashed in his chips. But out in the hills was an old man being tortured for the secret he held -- thewhereabouts of a fortune in stolen greenbacks. Between Randy and the old man were a gang of owl-hoots and a half-breed gunny hired to shoot Randy on sight. There was only one way out. If Randy could gun down the hardcases who were after him and reach theold man and the cache before sundown, he would still have time to match bullets with Thatcher"--
