The marshal’s name was Borden Chantry. Young, lean, rugged, he’s buried a few men in this two–bit cow town — every single one killed in a fair fight. Then, one dark, grim day a mysterious gunman shot a man in cold blood. Five grisly murders later, Chantry was faced with the roughest assignment of his life — find that savage, trigger–happy hard case before he blasts apart every man in town — one by bloody one.