New Mexico was a savage wilderness when Spencer Stanton rode into it. With iron nerve and ready guns, he had forged his cattle empire out of it. But now, all that he had built up was being threatened by a gang of savage, ruthless marauders. In the Stanton Empire, Spencer Stanton had his own laws and his own brand of justice -- and God help the men he found guilty....
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