In seconds, the town of Black Ridge lost every dime it had, and getting it back rested on the shoulders of a kid not yet twenty.
Kid Logan is a hard working cowboy whose only family is the people of Black Ridge. When the local bank is robbed, the kid takes it as something personal. He is the first to join the posse and continues to hunt the thieves even when the rest of the posse reaches its limit. Days pass as he tracks down the thieves and makes friends along the way with an old man who lost his job and a Navajo whose laziness got him kicked out of his clan.
Meanwhile, the kid slipped the thong from his Colt and walked out onto the boardwalk. At the same moment Sheriff Joe Tate rushed out of his office and into the street. They stared at each other for a moment then a gunshot cracked through the early morning silence. There was no doubt it came from the bank.
“The man at the hitch rail,” the kid called to Tate. “He’s with them.”
The third stranger already had his Winchester out and was aiming it at the Sheriff‘s chest. Tate went for his gun. He thought he was facing certain death, but he was wrong.
The kid took only a second to take in the situation then palmed his Colt, aimed and fired. His bullet struck the outlaw’s Winchester near the stock as he pulled the trigger. It was just enough to deflect the bullet from a mortal shot to one that cut a deep groove in the Sheriff’s right shoulder.
The kid saw Tate fall and was suddenly filled with anger. He ran out into the street and leveled the Colt at the fleeing outlaws.