FAST FREIGHT TO BOOT HILL
"I reckon you don't know who you're talking to, mister. I'm Monte Lyman, and I'm not afraid of anybody, let alone a saddletramp drifting through town. Hell, I wouldn't even waste my time looking at you, except that I can't let folks get the idea that it's healthy to tangle with a Lyman. . . . All right, boys, go get him!"
But the man Lyman was "teaching a lesson" was no fiddlefoot drifter. Instead he was Tex's pardner—the man who had come to Cottonwood to put the Lymans out of business. And the only lesson he learned from their midnight fists was that he'd better waste no time lining his six-guns on that whole sidewinder crew—and first and foremost THE MAN WHO KILLED TEX.
