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FIFTY GUNS AGAINST HIM!The first warning Bruce Powell got was a bullet screaming past his head from a high bank in the hills to his left.'I've got fifty guns covering you!' roared Que Layton. 'Ride back!'Ride back-and leave Wirt Downer to drive his precious herd into this ambush? Ride back-when getting past these killers meant salvaging his dreams of owning a ranch? A sensible man would have turned tail and lived to fight another day. But Bruce Powell wasn't in the mood for sense-and all his time had run out. He'd get past Que Layton's guns come hell or high water!