Jake McCanlon, U.S. marshal and sheriff of Phoenix, had lost
the only two people he loved to a vicious gang of outlaws led by Owen and Skip Luchi. They'd put a bullet in Jake's back,
and the pain still reminded him of his hatred, his desperate craving for revenge. When the Luchis struck again, something
inside McCanlon snapped. Determined to find them if it meant riding forever, he strapped his twin double-barreled sawed-offs
to his saddle. The Luchis understood only one kind of law, and McCanlon would give them all four barrels.