When the sun drops behind the ridge, trouble rides in.

No one in Sundown knows much about the stranger who steps off the stage with dust on his boots and a Colt riding low on his hip. He doesn't give a name. He doesn't offer a past. And he doesn't stay anywhere long.

But the men who run Sundown know him.

They remember the war he left behind. The brother buried in a shallow grave. The score that was never settled.

Now the town is caught between a ruthless cattle syndicate and a gunman who has come back to finish what was started.

Josiah Boone delivers a hard-driving Western of vengeance, honor, and the kind of justice that doesn't wait for a judge.

In Sundown, a man's shadow stretches long at dusk.

And when the light fades, the guns speak.