Jay Malo was afraid of only three things - a fouled gun, a lie on his own lips and a fair-haired woman. From the day that he rode West into Arizona until the day that he reached Lew Sudler's mystery-ridden ranch in Montana, a strange inscrutable hand guided his destiny. In all the great adventures that preceded his last and greatest at the Iron Kettle Ranch, he found the truth of a dimly remembered saying of his dead mother's, that 'bad men' were mostly better than many a good man. Meanwhile, in the ranching country, his deeds achieved a heroic and almost legendary fame.
