They called the newly appointed sheriff "Wild Bill" Dorne. He was a tall young giant of a man, with a wiry body that holding immense reserves of brute strength. He was a man who placed great value on his reputation for keeping his word and believed in meeting his obligations, no matter what that might entail - and he was wearing the sheriff's star now. With his blazing red hair, black-and-red checkered shirt and lavender neckerchief, Wild Bill Dorn looked more like a dandy than a hard-riding lawman. The citizens of Spavined Nag, Arizona, had elected him to clean up the outlaw paradise at the edge of town - a spit of land run by mean hombre Pecos Borst who was the leader of a gang of rustlers that was feeding on the cow town's herds. Wild Bill intended to run them out of town or die trying.
