When Lassiter broke out of jail with the Irishman Pierce McCain, the next logical step seemed to be joining McCain's half-breed army in their crazy rebellion. McCain needed guns, and Lassiter agreed to get them—for a price. There would be big money if he succeeded and a swing in a noose if he failed!

Lassiter planned to rob the Deadwood bank of a quarter of a million dollars. With the help of Pop Felton, an old codger who owed him his life, and Kathy O'Neil, a teller in the bank, there was no way he could fail.But Pop Felton double-crossed them, Kathy was killed, and the Sallivan gang ended up with the money.Now Lassiter was going to track down the Sallivan boys one by one. And Lassiter had five deep graves just ready waiting for them!

Lassiter was bumming a ride on The Caprice Queen when a bunch of river pirates blew the riverboat out of the water and got away with a hundred thousand dollars in gold. He decided to make the dynamiters pay for the inconvenience, and a hundred thousand - the whole bundle - was the figure he decided on. Getting it wouldn't be easy, but in the end, Lassiter always got what he wanted.Lassiter is totally amoral, totally unpredictable, more like a cougar than a man.Sometimes he k...

Funeral Bend was the wildest gold camp in the Southwest and Lassiter was there with robbery on his mind.When he killed three gunmen who forced a fight, the town offered to make him their new marshal. Lassiter didn't want the job but being the top lawman had its advantages. They were taking gold out of the ground as fast as they could dig and Lassiter figured he'd wait for enough yellows metal to make it worth his while.Meanwhile, he played marshal—the toughest, meanest mars...

Lassiter wants Diana Kelly for the money she can bring him … Wells Fargo wants Lassiter so they use Diana to bait a trap.With Wells Fargo's legal killers snapping at his heels, he figured it was time he headed north to Wyoming—and rested up for a spell. But it wasn't that easy. Things never are simple—or easy—for Lassiter. Because Lassiter is the kind of man who finds trouble wherever he goes. This time there was big trouble and big money and a beautiful woman—all the things Lassite...

At the end of the Civil War, General Jackson Kilby took some of his fellow Confederates south to settle in a new land: Parimba Province, Brazil. There they prospered, and were continuing to prosper when Jorge Suarez, a violent revolutionary and his army of murderers and maniacs, threatened their continued survival.The old general was a fighter. But to fight Suarez he needed guns. So he bought eighty thousand dollars' worth of weapons and ammunition from the Maxim Firearms Company, ...

Lassiter is on the outlaw trail when he runs onto King Jessup's land. An iron-jawed, whiskey-tempered rancher whose brand is on a big chunk of Texas and ruled it with the six-gun and the hanging tree. With only two bullets left, he is captured by a gang of riders. Though before being hung, he cuts a deal with Jessup, who better keep his word or Lassiter will take on his whole empire to get him. You don't mess with Lassiter and get to survive!

Lassiter was bumming a ride on The Caprice Queen when a bunch of river pirates blew the riverboat out of the water and got away with a hundred thousand dollars in gold. He decided to make the dynamiters pay for the inconvenience, and a hundred thousand - thewhole bundle - was the figure he decided on. Getting it wouldn't be easy, but in the end, Lassiter always got what he wanted.

Lassiter has a habit of turning up where the action is, particularly when money is involved.Tombstone, Arizona Territory was where the "Fight of the Century" was being held. Fight fans, fancy women, gamblers, con men and other criminals wanted to see The Chocolate Kid–a black fighter with a mean mouth–beaten by the white hope.The town was wild and tense. Lassiter hired himself out to The Chocolate Kid as a bodyguard. He figured he'd see the Kid through the fight and clear o...

The U.S. wanted a canal ripped through the jungles of Panama; a host of guerillas, outlaws and renegade politicians wanted the U.S. out. Gatling didn't care who dug the hole, he just didn't want to be buried in it. He had work to do. The colonel had entrusted an array of new weapons to him to prove their worth in the field. Using live ammo against live targets was Gatling's specialty, and in Panama the bullets would be flying thicker than the bloodthirsty mosquitoes.

Gatling was a master armorer, a dead shot and an expert in his field—which was death. Armed with the latest automatic weapons from all over the world and paid in gold to test them on living bodies, he was probably the single most dangerous man in the Old West. At his command he had more firepower than a cavalry regiment, and more guts than a Cheyenne war party. He would need all of his skill to take on ...THE MISSIONAfter thirty years in jail, Wilson Murrill was back in busin...

Gatling was a master armorer, a dead shot and an expert in his field—which was death. Armed with the latest automatic weapons from all over the world and paid in gold to test them on living bodies, he was probably the single most dangerous man in the Old West. At his command he had more firepower than a cavalry regiment, and more guts than a Cheyenne war party. He would need all of his skill to take on...THE MISSIONThe Copper Trust was arming the savage Jicarilla Apaches to d...