"I want to get rid of as many of those vermin as I can before I die," says Ben Farmer. He's as worn as an old truss—and twice as weak with cancer—but the fire in his eyes is as hot as Clint Adams has ever seen it. Farmer wants the Gunsmith to ride with his handpicked posse, gut-shooting all the outlaws and murderers the law couldn't stop. Clint Adams ain't no vigilante. But the right-quick addition of the beautiful, fast-as-lightning Anne Archer to the posse might change his mind. She's one hellacious inferno of an old flame, and she's led the Gunsmith on more than one hard-riding adventure. Is Ben Farmer's offer all that it seems...or is there something unsavory waiting around the proverbial corner? The Gunsmith can't wait to find out...