Smoke Wade was riding
to save a friend from hanging ... and he was riding straight into a pack of blood-hungry
outlaws!
Stampede Canyon held all the natural beauty of the West ... and all of its dangers.
Sheer cliffs studded with silver rose straight to the sky on three sides, and
the fourth was pitted with traps.
Smoke Wade rode into the town at its heart to attend the wedding of his friend,
Chaz Borman. But he stayed to save Borman's neck from a noose.
Borman had been accused of helping outlaws raid silver from the canyon, and the
riled miners were dead-set for a necktie party.
Wade's only hope was to track the real outlaws to their den and fight it out
with lead. But Wade was riding alone, and he was facing some of the deadliest
killers the West had ever known. Smoke Wade was a rough-and-tumble cowpoke who
never came across a fight or a bet he was afraid to take on. He was thought by
most to be just another pistolero for hire, but he always seemed to be on the
side of justice when the powdersmoke settled.
