Three ugly bushwhackers were terrorizing Cole Cantrell’s friends into selling out to the railroad. Claudius Max, the vicious sonofabitch who owned the railroad, was backing them up. He was also the man who had killed Cantrell’s parents. Then there was Max’s latest hired gun, the smooth killer August Pyne. Max figured Cantrell—better-known as Latigo—was finished. But Cantrell had his friends too. Trouble was, most of them were women who wanted him to spend the rest of his days in their beds. So when it came to facing the most violent men in the West, Cantrell was on his own. And nobody knew that better than he did.