Chance Benbow thought that at long last he had found a place - and a woman - where he would have peace and quiet and a future. Things went smoothly at first but then it all blew up in his face. When he recovered from the bullet wounds, he saw his future clearly, even though it was clouded by gunsmoke. He would stride through it with a gun in each hand - and if Hell waited on the other side, then he would meet it head-on, taking a lot of dead men with him.