She's just a good woman gone bad. But Rosie goes from bad to worse when she helps Lola Perdue, a fast-talking lady bank robber, escape the law. It isn't long before Rosie realizes that her bloody bid for Lola's freedom was a mistake, but there's no turning back. It's up to the Gunsmith to bring both gals to justice as the guests of honor at the first "all-woman" hanging in Texas history. Clint tracks the felonious females across half the Lone Star State, but can't stomach the thought of a rope stretching their pretty necks. The Gunsmith's never been soft on outlaws before, but now he's going...

Clint walks into the second worst kind of trouble there is. His old friend Buzz Fahnstock has asked him to help fight a bloody range war. Fahnstock's on the side of the homesteaders facing down the brutal cattlemen of the Big Tom Valley. The sodbusters have guns and guts. The cattlemen have money, enough of it to buy the services of a low-down snake with a reputation for a fast draw. But trading lead with ranchers and hired guns may be the least of Clint's worries. No sooner does the Gunsmith ride in than three gorgeous gals set their sights on him. And that's the worst kind of trouble a man...

All Clint Adams wants is a little peace and quiet. A chance to live where nobody knows the Gunsmith's name or reputation. And when a smooth-talking, rough-fighting Aussie invites him to be his partner in a search for gold, Clint trades life out West for the Outback. It's a new kind of challenge for the Gunsmith. A wild, weird-looking terrain full of even weirder looking varmints. And Clint feels greener than a eucalyptus-till he discovers one familiar law of nature: The slowest man to draw his gun ...dies