This is revenge. The kind that reaches into a man and pulls something out that can't ever be put back. It's 1977 and Bret Maddon, the most gifted big league shortstop of his generation, is putting the finishing touches on another baseball season when he learns that his sister's been found strangled to death in Vegas with no leads on who killed her. Bret may be no hero but he's not about to let his sister's murder go unpunished. He sets out on the open road with only one objective: find the bastard that did it and put him in the ground. Jenette, she used to be famous, a young star adored by millions. Those days are long gone now. Barely anyone recognizes the aging, isolated woman holed up in a Vegas hotel. The beast inside is changing her. It claws at her mind, growing into something she can no longer contain. It makes her do things. It makes her destroy what's most beautiful. And it will never stop. Not unless someone comes along and puts an end to it for her. Bret's coming, tearing down the highways on his snarling iron horse, with revenge in his heart and a trigger finger getting itchier by the day. Don't Bid the Devil is a meditative but brutal take on the modern Western, where the guns shoot straight, the desert is punishing, the killers are unflappable and God may not always be there when He's needed most.