Sierra Massacre. A Vigilante Western, #2

The railroad was carving its empire in blood-and the settlers were in its way. Behind polished offices and promises of progress lurked men as ruthless as any outlaw gang. They named their price, and when honest families refused to pay, they sent killers in the night to make examples of them. Homes burned. Graves filled. And no law dared stand against them. But they made one mistake. They didn't reckon on Mark Dorne.
A man who rode alone. A man who answered to no badge and no boss. A man with a long memory and a quicker gun. The railroad had bought itself an army. Dorne was about to show them what one relentless man could do.