West of Quarantine — Todhunter Ballard

FIFTY GUNS AGAINST HIM!

The first warning Bruce Powell got was a bullet screaming past his head from a high bank in the hills to his left.

“I've got fifty guns covering you!” roared Que Layton. “Ride back!”

Ride back -- and leave Wirt Downer to drive his precious herd into this ambush? Ride back -- when getting past these killers meant salvaging his dreams of owning a ranch? A sensible man would have turned tail and lived to fight another day. But Bruce Powell wasn't in the mood for sense -- and all his time had run out. He'd get past Que Layton's guns come hell or high water!