In Chaparral County, Texas, a man was known by the company he kept, and the speed with which he dispensed bullets. But the county had seen nothing like the mob of trigger-crazy owlhooters who suddenly moved in and threatened to take away the hard-won land the settlers had chopped out of the thick-growing mesquite. No man, however bold and quick with his sixgun, dared challenge these hardcases. Unless the Masked Rider could take on the chore...