Slocum's stewing in his saddle while riding shotgun for a wagon train of stubborn and troublesome settlers. It's the last straw when they decide to stop at Buzzard Flats, an eerie and empty ghost town. But a passing outlaw gang gives Slocum something real to worry about. . . .
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