Leo Guild wants work -- riding shotgun on the last stagecoach lines is coming to an end, and he needs money fast. When offered the simple job of finding a missing prizefighter, how he can refuse? Although Guild hates boxing, thinking it nothing more than a blood game, jobs are few and far between, so he takes it.Guild quickly finds the missing fighter holed up in the home of his girlfriend -- and finds a lot more trouble than he asks for. Now Guild finds himself taking an even greater dislike to fighters, promoters, and fans of the Blood Game.
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