Cotton Drennan had packed a good many smoky years into a short span of time. For him, death lurked in shadowy alleys, and he watched them carefully always. He owed his life to that careand to a fast and accurate gun.
The Broken Ring Ranch was the biggest on the range and getting biggerwith the help of a gun-heavy crew. And nobody but Cotton Drennan seemed to give a damn about the injustice of Broken Ring's big grab. Cotton had been through range wars before, but never with the odds quite so great against himnever with so few on his side.