He was just a no-account cowhand. Then they pinned a tin star on his chest and he was the law. They swore him in quicker than lightning and didn’t expect him to live long enough to pocket his first pay. After all, what chance did a green-as-grass cowpoke have against the killer they called Tularosa?
But now Frank Carrico was gunned for justice. And he was going to clean up South Fork with bullets and fists. Because the young lawman was crazy enough to try … and good enough to succeed!
