In the rugged expanse of the Arizona Territory, where the scorching sun bred hard men and harder legends, there existed a name that made even the most seasoned lawmen check their courage: Jacob "Black Hand" Martinez. They say he killed thirty-seven men in fair fights, though the unfair ones... well, those numbers dwelled in whispers around campfires. A ghost story told to rookie marshals, a shadow that haunted the dreams of every badge-wearing man from Texas to California.
But our story isn't about Martinez, at least not the way most folks tell it. This tale begins with Curtis "Sure Shot" Thompson, the most arrogant bounty hunter west of the Mississippi, a man whose reputation for bringing in wanted men was matched only by his talent for letting everyone know about it. They say he could shoot a playing card edge-on at fifty paces, though if you asked him, he'd tell you it was a hundred.