Jed snarled and went for his gun. The cowpoke across the table went for his. The stranger drew and fired at the adversary across from him; he spun and fell, his six shooter never even clearing leather. Then the stranger swung the barrel of his Colt strongly to the right, to the left side of the Jed's face. He grunted and fell back." Wherever Mason went, trouble seemed to follow. Maybe the sheriff was right, he was nothing but a drunk and he should just keep moving. But Mason was also a lawyer, and his first case was to defend a rancher accused of rustling. And all the evidence pointed to the rancher. Maybe he was just a drunk and a drifter. Or maybe the entreaties of an attractive widow were enough motivation for him to stay in Laramie, Wyoming. This is the first historical mystery featuring attorney-at-law Roland Mason. Will he be the upstanding citizen Edward Ivinson thinks he can be, or, as Sheriff N. K. Boswell believes, more trouble than he's worth?