Ranger Jim Hatfield rode into Bowman the blood-stained 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 gunslicks who'd ambushed Carter? Hatfield knew they wouldn't. Lynch law ruled the Pecos country now-brother pitted against brother in a abitter struggle for an oil-rich land that was ripe for plunder. Alone and hunted, the Texan fingered the stock of his .45, knowing that time would run unless he met the lawless one by one, gun for gun.