Bloody Gold by Chet Cunningham
Nothing is more personal than a knife, and when it's against a skilled Indian, nothing more deadly...the question: for which one? Jim Steel is again in Chiricahua country, now if he can only get out. With a Yellow Boy .44/.40 in his saddle scabbard, and a Centennial New Model Army on his hip, also in .44/.40 he is ready for bear, or a bevy of Indians. And it's a good thing, as they're coming.