Word came to cowpuncher Dave Wallace that his friend Tip Macy had frozen to death in a blizzard.
Wallace knew it was a damn lie.
That's why he had a chip on his shoulder and a .
44 at his side when he rode into town.
But all that got him was a fast trip to the hoosegow on a trumped-up murder charge.
With the hanging tree waiting, he had two chances of staying alive: slim and none.
Then Lady Luck upped his odds.
Her name was Beth.
a gal hardhearted and pretty, and his last hope of getting free to hunt a killer down.
Alive | Slim and none |
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