βYou may put a rope on my wrists,β the captured outlaw Duke McClain taunts Sheriff Matt Blake, βbut youβll never put one on my neck.β A death sentence awaits McClain in Tucson for his robberies, massacres, and senseless murdersβbut it lies across miles of unforgiving desert, full of cruel traps and bloodthirsty villains. Although Blake is determined to bring the outlaw to justice, a single thought repeats itself in his head with every thirsty step: A lot of things could happen before they reach Tucson...
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