"At once some of the tension flowed out of him, and he moved ahead so that they met where the yellow light flowed from the station window to lay a band of gold across their path. For a wordless instant they stopped, staring at each other, two men with hatred ingrained, a hate which festered and increased like pus oozing from a broken sore." This is the story of one man, Vance Clark, who rode into someone else's range war - and suddenly found himself fighting a whole devil's army of renegades. But he took the side of the man who had shown him kindness, going against the man who taught him everything he knows.