The six bank robbers had taken more than gold from the vault. They took the sheriff's life... and left Rick Hartman a bloody, beaten mess. Now, the Gunsmith's friend is lying unconscious with a slug in his chest. The doc says it is a coma, and all they can do is wait.
But Clint Adams isn't waiting. He is riding for vengeance. The Gunsmith knows he can't change the past, but he can predict the future—and for the six vermin who put his friend in a coma, the future is gonna be mighty short.