The old-timers didn't believe anything could get the Gunsmith out of the saddle to travel the grueling trail from Santa Fe to Denver in a medicine wagon. But Kitty Taylor had enough curves to make a dead man sit up and whistle, and more fire than hundred-proof whiskey. She soon had him getting fat on home cookin' and pitching snake oil to ignorant farmers. Suddenly, Clint Adams was facing the thing he feared more than a rattlesnake in his drawers-MARRIAGE But revenge-minded hombres from Texas to Canada won't let the former lawman rest easy after spending a lifetime killing. They reckon that...
The old-timers didn't believe anything could get the Gunsmith out of the saddle to travel the grueling trail from Santa Fe to Denver in a medicine wag...
Rest in pieces. That's what the folks of Sunshine Wells had to say about Todd Gandy. They gunned him down when he busted out of the local lockup. And the way they saw it, Gandy had it coming-after he slit the throat of the most powerful man in town. Best of all, the town didn't have to waste a red cent on a trial and a length of rope. Then the Gunsmith came on the scene. Gandy's pretty young widow asked Clint to poke around. And the ample figure that lay beneath her mourning clothes was one to die for... which is exactly what the townspeople were planning on.
Rest in pieces. That's what the folks of Sunshine Wells had to say about Todd Gandy. They gunned him down when he busted out of the local lockup. And ...
It was a snake-bit journey from the start. Riding across the most godforsaken expanse of nothing in all of Arizona, Clint comes across a gut-shot stranger. And granting the dying man's last wish brings the Gunsmith nothing but trouble... Soon Clint's forced to live up to his reputation. And that means tearing himself out of the arms of some of the territory's most lovable women long enough to send some mighty bad hombres on a one-way trip to hell...
It was a snake-bit journey from the start. Riding across the most godforsaken expanse of nothing in all of Arizona, Clint comes across a gut-shot stra...
The six bank robbers had taken more than gold from the vault. They took the sheriff's life... and left Rick Hartman a bloody, beaten mess. Now, the Gunsmith's friend is lying unconscious with a slug in his chest. The doc says it is a coma, and all they can do is wait. But Clint Adams isn't waiting. He is riding for vengeance. The Gunsmith knows he can't change the past, but he can predict the future-and for the six vermin who put his friend in a coma, the future is gonna be mighty short.
The six bank robbers had taken more than gold from the vault. They took the sheriff's life... and left Rick Hartman a bloody, beaten mess. Now, the Gu...
