Desolation Range Author:Donald Bayne Hobart A grim and forbidding silence hung over everything as the Masked Rider opened the sagging bunkhouse door. Horror swept over him as he saw the gory figure sprawled face downward across a rough, wooden table. — The dead man's head had been bashed in with an ax, and even without lifting the body, the Masked Rider could see that the features were no ... more »longer recognizable.
Whirling suddenly, hands streaking for his guns, the Masked Rider saw four grim-face men crowding into the doorway... with heavy colts in their hands.« less