A SIX-GUN SHOWDOWN EXPLODED OVER THE WEST'S RICHEST OIL FIELD. 

His face was burned to the color of old leather, and I guessed he was the type that spent a lot of time on a golf course, or maybe a tennis court. We talked a little about the weather and how hot it was, and then I hung up the hose and went to work on the windshield. That was when I got my first good look at the woman. And she just about took my breath away. Originally published in 1955

 He played high, loose and recklessly with the most dangerous partner—Death. His guns could stop anything but a woman's lie!