McLain went to Texas looking for a new life. The outlaws drifting down saw only the pickings. And only one way to take them - with a gun. It didn't matter who stood in their way: they'd learnt their deadly trade in the bloody fighting of the Civil War. But so had McLain, and now he was on the other side. Ready to follow the killers into Mexico or hell, whichever came first. Ready to use the Colt's Dragoons he'd carried through the War, or the Sharps buffalo gun that could kill up to a mile...Mostly, just ready to kill again.

War smoke shaded the sky over Garrison the color of death. The Comanche were massing for a vengeance war. And a crazy white man was preaching a crusade of slaughter against the tribes that would bring holocaust to the Texas border. One man stood between hell and destruction. A man called McLain. A man ready to kill to keep the peace.

The warriors of the Comanche nation ringed Garrison. Inside the town John T. McLain was sitting on $1,000 in stolen money and a vengeance-bent outlaw called Hondo John Montrose. Hondo John left the lawman with a bullet in him and ran with the money. But McLain wasn't the kind of man to let a bullet stop him. Or hostile Comanche. He went after the killer ... and nothing was going to stand in his way.

When the kid stepped out of the shadows and called him killer, Hawk didn't have a lot of choice. It was kill or be killed—but it didn't end there. They came after him from all quarters, deadly gunslingers with only blood and money mirrored in their eyes. And Hawk no longer had just himself to protect. Now there was the woman ...

The gates of death open!The bull was big and black and deadly ... 1700 pounds of pure killing machine. One man had already spilled his guts out over those horns ... and his friends wanted revenge.That didn't matter to Hawk. One thousand dollars did. And that was what the Mexican offered if Hawk could deliver the bull down the long trail to Mexico City. What he didn't know was that someone had posted a contract on the animal, so he faced enemies at both ends of the trail.But Hawk had a direct answer to anyone who tried to stop him ... it came flaming from the barrel of his gun