Hell was brewing in Indio Basin. You could feel it in the still air, hear it in the growling voices of the settles, see it in the sullen faces, the bleak looks of the cowmen riding through. There was a feud smoldering here... Then ex-Marshal Bruce Martell rode into town and the feud turned explosive.
Hell was brewing in Indio Basin. You could feel it in the still air, hear it in the growling voices of the settles, see it in the sullen faces, the bleak looks of the cowmen riding through. There was a feud smoldering here... Then ex-Marshal Bruce Martell rode into town and the feud turned explosive.