When Ken Macklin left the Double H a few years back, he had sworn never to return. But now that his father had been gunned down in ambush, he had no choice. Someone had to pay. But as he trailed across the Lazy J spread, he learned he was being followed. It looked as if he were to be drygulch victim Number Two. For things were as bad as when he'd left, only now the valley was about to explode into open range war. All it had needed was the fuse, and Ken was it. Tough cavalryman Sabin Shay faced his Cheyenne captors. He knew the price of defeat-and waited for his own destruction. But then he saw the hatred in the Redmen's eyes. If they just killed him plain and simple, he'd be lucky...