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One look at the welcoming party of Indians and Clint Adams knew that Fort Smith, Arkansas, was no place to let his pistol get cold. Seems folks there don't take kindly to strangers, especially ones that mosey into town with four of the meanest trail bandits in the territory. And the nastiest one of all is a hot-blooded female whose passion for the Gunsmith just barely matches her passion for killing. Things turn from bad to worse when Clint learns he's only riding shotgun to his reputation, which got to Fort Smith long before he did. Now an ornery hanging judge is asking him to pin on a marshal's badge and track a ruthless outlaw. And even the Gunsmith can't say no to a hanging judge...
Clint Adams can't resist getting tangled in other folks' troubles-especially when those folks are pretty females. But when his pal Rick Hartman bets the Gunsmith he can't take a vacation without getting mixed up in someone else's bad business, Clint vows to leave his white hat at home.So the Gunsmith heads for London and some peace and quiet. In less than a day he's up to his neck in murder. And he's the only man who can clear a suspected strangler. A suspect whose hide he's kind of attached to...name of Clint Adams.
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