After the Lincoln County cattle wars, Clay Quantrelle took off his guns 'for good'. He rode into Tailholt seeking peace and quiet, but the acrid smell of gunsmoke dogged his every step. Clay's old buddy, Apache Pat Tanner, was in a range war up to his ears and it was up to Clay to pull him out.
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