Why is the marshal of Red Water, Wyoming, dead set on killing some greenhorn thieves without trial or evidence? Clint aims to find out when he joins the posse. Something's fishy--and all the drink in Red Water can't wash out the foul taste in Clint's mouth. Original.
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