Slocum has been hired to deliver a herd of cattle from Fort Laramie to Wyoming--and keep them from being stolen by the notorious Hawkins gang. But cattle rustling's only one of the gang's dirty deeds. They're killing the Shoshone with something worse than bullets: bad whiskey.

Color illustration on front cover of three superimposed vignettes: head and neck portrait of man wearing brown western hat and red bandana holding a pistol in his proper right hand; bare-chested man wearing black pants embracing woman wearing orange and white dress; man in western clothing crouched down next to his horse in a grassy field with another horseman in the distance.

Slocum's caught between two devils of the deep blue sea - buccaneers and mutineers.

Color illustration on front cover of three superimposed vignettes: head and neck portrait of man wearing white western hat and red bandana; bare-chested man wearing black pants embracing woman wearing red and white dress; man wearing western clothing facing a group of men on horseback.

Slocum rides into a powderkeg of a town ... and greed and gold lust will light the fuse.

Slocum's weakness for lovely ladies could win him a date with the gallows.

They’ve got the wrong man. But Slocum’s sure as hell got the right woman… When John Slocum rides through Bender’s Gap, a local posse thinks they’ve found their man. Some lowdown smooth talker has cuckolded more than a few of the town’s husbands—and, unfortunately for Slocum, he’s the spittin’ image of the small-town Casanova… To save his hide, Slocum takes off on a mission of mercy. A stranger has written a letter, begging for his help. And Slocum’s luck turns when “J. Steward” turns out to be a woman in need—of Slocum’s tender loving care…