To most Texans, Wolf Garnett was a notorious outlaw: a man to be feared. To Frank Gault, he was a relentless obsession: a man to be killed. Gault had spent more than a year tracking him, out to revenge the brutal, senseless murder of his young wife.
And now Wolf Garnett was dead. At least everyone who should know - even the outlaw's sister - agreed that the rotting corpse just buried in the New Boston cemetery was Wolf Garnett. But Frank Gault wasn't satisfied. How could he have seen Garnett in Indian territory four days earlier if he'd been dead for two weeks? Why did the county's iron-fisted sheriff deliberately arrange for him to ride out of town unarmed? And why did the whole town seem determined to keep him away from Garnett's sister?
Whether for revenge, justice, or satisfaction, Frank Gault was driven to find out how Wolf Garnett died - or get killed trying.