Color illustration on front cover of three superimposed vignettes: profile of man with scar on face wearing brown hat; man in brown vest and blue jeans kneels and points rifle at three men coming toward him on horseback; bare chested man with black hair stands behind blond haired woman in red dress.

Loretta Burns may be the rudest woman Clint Adams ever met, but she's also in a heap of trouble. After losing a precious black chest on her way from California, she soon discovers--from a run-in with a crooked sheriff and two of his goons--that Clint is the only man she can trust to help her find it. The question now is ... can he trust her?

Clint Adams pays a call on Bass Reeves, the fines lawman in Paris, Texas, and the only black federal deputy marshal west of the Mississippi. They team up to nab a gang of black desperadoes, and they will prove the hard way that justice is color-blind

"Clint Adams thinks Pace's Emporium in Trickle Creek, Kansas, is just another small-town gambling hall, until Lady Luck, in the form of a beautiful faro dealer, shows him a few tricks at the table..."--Back cover

"When Clint Adams catches lead in his shooting arm, he heads to a Colorado sanitarium to have a legitimate sawbones fix the damage. After all, a slow-on-the-draw gunsmith is a dead gunsmith. But when hulking maniac Solomon Reyes makes a bloody escape from the sanitarium, there's only one man - with one good arm - who can take him down." -- Back cover