When a double-crossing gunman called Quint stole Hart's horse from a Stillwater saloon, Hart went all out to see his blood spattered over the Eufaula prairie
Then the Quint boys joined a cattle-rustling set-up under that crazy lady Belle Starr, and Hart was appointed to clean them up real good. For seventy-five bucks a month, he could afford to take a few chances, as well as tangle with a band of trigger-happy Cherokees