Spanish Pesos

Winghorse was a wide-open town where gun law was the only law -- and where Reece Rudabaugh's fast, highly-paid gunslingers had formed a welcoming committee, ready at a moment's notice to blast anyone who dared to defy their land-hungry boss.

Andy Farlow looked like just a saddle-weary, shiftless Texas ramrod when he rode into Winghorse. But he was a man with a mission, and he wasn't about to let anyone stop him from finding the 100,000 Spanish pesos he suspected were in the area. He'd be happy to shoot anyone who got between him and the gold.

Rudabaugh's guns were tough and they had quick trigger-fingers, but they hadn't met anyone as single-minded as Farlow before -- a man who had the courage to fight, and perhaps even to die