This is the stormy saga of Marc Challon and the fabulous XO ranch - one hundred thousand acres of grassland, waist-high, stirrup-high, an empire built on cattle and held by the power of the Challons. It is also the story of driving passions, of men who schemed and killed because of a lust for land. And it is the story of a woman in a land without sullen, tempestuous Marcy, whose unbridled desires tore the Challon empire apart.
Six shooters, whiskey, women, and a Mexican stand off to own the grass or to lay iron through it. Strong imagery but the author reveals too much and is ultimately without consequences.
"Sparks flew as iron shoes rang against volcanic stone and the horse thundered on the unbroken gait."