Burke Hunter, one of the deadliest knife fighters in the West, had disappeared.Sundance was hired to look for him, and got as far as an Apache Indian camp where Hunter had been taken prisoner, suspected of stealing a sacred cache of Apache gold.But when Hunter double-crossed him and the Apaches tried to capture him, Sundance knew that there was going to be death on the desert, either by a bullet or a blade.He also knew that Hunter's beautiful wife Eloise would welcome ...

A herd of cattle had been stolen, the cowboys who tended them massacred. A story was going around that Comanches were responsible—three dead braves found in the vicinity of the massacre were said to be part of the war party.But Jim Sundance knew better.Half-Indian himself, he set out to prove that his brothers had been framed—by a white man.The vengeance trail led straight to Hale Erskine, former major in the Confederate Army, and now the biggest cattle rancher in the ...

In Mexico, the governor of a rebel state had hijacked a shipment of Lee-Enfield rifles and enough ammunition to start a small war. The president of Mexico was worried, the president of the U.S. was worried—Gatling didn't give a damn. But his boss, the colonel, told him to get those rifles back or get another job. Gatling couldn't afford a drain on his gold reserves, so he agreed. On one condition ...

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 rode into a mess for $250. He was to kill a man that had killed his employer's brother.When he rode into the town of McDade, he found himself in the middle of a civil war. Two old war officers, a Yankee who hated the Confederacy and a Rebel who loved the South were vying for control of the territory. Lassiter had been in town for four hours, been braced by the Sheriff, offered a job by the Rebel, and when he tried to ride out of town, had to kill the Sheriff and his deputy....

Butte, Montana was a blast furnace of violence and murder. On one side were the bloat-gut mine owners, who'd steal the pennies off a dead man's eyes; on the other, the fanatical anarchist, Michael Patrick Kane, who'd kill anyone for his cause. And in the middle was Gatling, who hated both sides equally. There would be a hot time in the old town when he unleashed his weapons on innocent and guilty alike.

Lassiter feared no man. His iron fists and quick guns had made him the terror of the Outlaw Trail. He clashed with Wells Fargo agent Sidney Blood, a crafty man-hunter, whose prisoners weren't fit to be locked up—just buried. He tangled with Butch Cassidy, the icy-eyed boss of the Hole-in-the-Wall Gang, whose holsters were filled with death. Lassiter lived by his own code and backed his words with bullets. Gunman, drifter, train robber, Lassiter lived a dozen lifetimes in one—lifetimes fill...

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!

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...

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...

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.

Master armorer, dead shot and expert in death, Gatling tested automatic weapons from all over the world-on living bodies. Paid in gold for his bloody work, he was probably the single most dangerous man in the Old West. For at his command was more firepower than a cavalry regiment and more deadly force than the Grim Reaper. He would need every ounce of skill to take on....THE MISSIONHis baggage was heavy-.37 millimeter Revolving Cannons that spat out death of biblical proporti...