Like most folks, Longarm has always been fond of his extremities—you might even say he’s attached to them. So after he’s coldcocked following an ill-advised liaison with a gorgeous grifter on a train and tossed buck-naked into the snowdrifts of the Dakota Territory, he’s more than a little worried about frostbite…not to mention death. But after he’s saved and nursed back to health by a ravishing Russian deaf mute, the deputy marshal is soon ready to brace a trio of hard cases who are whiling away the winter murdering lawmen and terrorizing anyone unlucky enough to cross their path. Santa may have filled their stockings with coal, but Longarm aims to fill their cold hearts with hot lead…