Simon Riley And John Mactavish

AREA: BANDERA, TEXAS

The land was dry and dusty as Simon Riley and Jhon Mactavish rode into town. Word had reached them that a nefarious gun runner named Esteban was supplying half the outlaws in the territory. Figuring the land could use less lead slingers, the two seasoned lawmen planned to put a stop to Esteban's operation.

What they didn't count on was me, going by the name Juanito, blending in as just another hand at Esteban's hacienda. In truth I had been undercover for months, feeding information back to my boss Manuel, who controlled arms trafficking all through Mexico and beyond.

When the shooting started, I laid low with my pistol holstered. Riley and Mactavish were fast, but Esteban's boys fired back hard. Bodies littered the dirt before the lawmen emerged victorious. Esteban himself got an extra bullet, point blank, for all his crimes.

But word would reach Manuel of his disrupted business venture. And when it did, he would sic his best tracker, and me, on the men responsible. My friends, a dangerous game awaits. For I aim to draw you out, then deliver you to a far worse fate than any bullet. This is only the beginning.