They called it a simple hunt. Three hard men rode under the moonlight with one purpose-to track down a rider who had crossed the wrong people and carried something they wanted badly enough to kill for. But the man they chased wasn't easy prey. Across dark prairie and through lonely draws, the hunted rider fights to stay ahead of the guns behind him. Every mile brings another shot in the dark, another ambush waiting in the shadows.
The men closing in are killers who never miss-and they won't stop until the trail ends in blood. What they don't know is that their quarry has a past just as dangerous as theirs. and a reason to survive that burns hotter than fear. Under the cold light of the moon, the chase will end in a storm of gunfire. Because when three guns hunt one man.only one will ride away alive.
They called it a simple hunt. Three hard men rode under the moonlight with one purpose-to track down a rider who had crossed the wrong people and carried something they wanted badly enough to kill for. But the man they chased wasn't easy prey. Across dark prairie and through lonely draws, the hunted rider fights to stay ahead of the guns behind him. Every mile brings another shot in the dark, another ambush waiting in the shadows.
The men closing in are killers who never miss-and they won't stop until the trail ends in blood. What they don't know is that their quarry has a past just as dangerous as theirs. and a reason to survive that burns hotter than fear. Under the cold light of the moon, the chase will end in a storm of gunfire. Because when three guns hunt one man.only one will ride away alive.