Blackshot

"Get your hands off that money It's mine " the girl cried, springing suddenly upon Blackshot.He saw the light flashed on a long thin blade as it slipped from her sleeve into her hand and had just time to feint away as the knife slashed at his face and tore into the collar of his shirt. She drew it back and jabbed it out again toward his stomach with deadly force. Twisting aside to dodge the thrust, he clamped his fingers around her forearm and slammed her arm against the wall, dislodging the knife from her hand. She thrashed against him, trying to free her arm from his grip, and Blackshot saw her other hand grabbing the butt of a silver revolver that had been secreted under her jacket.

"Dammit How many weapons are you carrying?" he grunted.

"Enough to finish you for good " the girl cried.

Tom Blackshot, gun for hire, is riding out to a little town on the easiest job of his career-- but when he runs into a gang of ruthless killers menacing a pair of sexy widows, easy goes out the window Soon Blackshot finds himself marked for death by a mysterious crime boss, and playing a deadly game of cat and mouse with a seductive bandit as he races to unravel the tangle of lies and betrayal with a lost fortune and his life at stake