Dan Brandon was dead -- buried under the range he had ruled with an iron hand. He left behind a huge cattle empire, a son too cowardly to run it, and a widow who desperately needed help. That's when a loner called Carlin was called in. His job? To stand off the night-riding army of ravagers closing in on the Brandon spread like vultures. Those who thought Carlin would turn and run were about to face the barrels of his blazing guns . . .