Skye Fargo's education in evil began with a savage beating by a gang of hooded riders. But that was only a mild taste of what was to come. Before he knew which way to point his gun, he had a murderously man-hungry woman on his back and a noose dropping around his neck, as he played a deadly game with a gambler he couldn't trust and earned his pay from a ruthless cattle baron in a stampede of slaughter. Skye no longer could tell the bad guys from the good. All he could be sure of was that the bidding for the virgin land was being done with bullets-and every one had the Trailsman's name on it.