Four hours later, Lane's father lay in a bloody heap in the ranch yard, one of Rawlings' slugs in his back. Lane's mother huddled sobbing in the bedroom, clutching the shredded remains of her dress around her to cover her shame. And Lane Garth suddenly became a man.

No matter how long it might take, or how many men he had to kill, Lane Garth swore he’d track and gun down every man who had taken part in this outrage.