Tell Sackett had been lured into the Apache's mountain
stronghold by the icy beauty of his brother's wife. He
didn't go alone. John J. Battles, Spanish Murphy and the
half-breed Tampico rode beside him. Each was driven by
his past to test his speed and cunning against an enemy who could
smell a white man a mile away-and then shoot his eyes out at a dead
gallop. It was a contest few men could enter-and fewer
still could hope to win.