With the smell of revolution in the air, 'round Nacodoches Way, war was brewing between the Anglo homesteaders and the town's loco Mexican commander Colonel Piedras. Figuring to keep the settlers occupied with a little Indian trouble, Piedras's brutal backshooting agent gunned down the Cherokee warrior Utsada in cold blood, then high-tailed it deep into the dense pine forest. Now the vengeance-hungry Redskins were itching for some White scalps...and the hellfire-hot Texas summer of '32 was fixing to turn even hotter.

Young Cooper Willoughby knew the backwoods where the slimy jasper Moro was hiding out better'n anyone. An expert tracker and smuggler, Willoughby reckoned it was up to him to trap the deadly murdering owlhoot...right quick! Cause if the Cherokee hit the warpath, no homesteader--man, woman, or child, Mexican or Anglo--was gonna survive the savage slaughter to tell the tale!