Tom Ford didn't exactly cotton to the idea that most everyone in the county seemed awfully anxious to find him a nice, quiet spot on Boot Hill, but he had gotten himself mixed up in a range war.

No one was entirely certain who had started the ruckus or why. 

Each side just figured that Ford was secretly working for the other. 

So unless he could find out who was behind it all, there'd be nothing much left of the valley to fight over, except a heap of charred wood and a row of new graves-

with Tom Ford's name on one of them.