Then he's found out and the word goes out. Coyote must be neutralized. Not with a bullet, a poison-tipped umbrella, or an inconvenient accident, but by being set up for the fall.
When everybody comes gunning for Jack, he makes a run for it.
A man wrongfully accused and on the run has nowhere to go, no safe place to hide, and no one he can trust. Jack finds himself in a dogfight that tests his cleverness, his character, and his courage.
Chasing down the truth can get him and anybody around him killed. When his girlfriend becomes a casualty in an undeclared war, it's personal for Jack. Extremely personal.
Becoming a marked man and a reluctant hero, Coyote must either uncover the truth or die trying.
He makes the only choice there is. Not to run and hide but to turn and fight.
Heroes don't sign up to be heroes. Even if they did, heroes are never completely heroic just like cowards are never completely cowardly.
Retribution is out there somewhere, waiting for Jack Coyote, whose veins flow with the fighting spirit of his Apache ancestors.