Otis Ornsby was an unusual man, although he would be the last man to tell you that. He was so special that a syndicate of ruthless outlaws had a vendetta against him. They would stop at nothing to see to his demise. They had everything at their disposal, money, power, railroads, and a cadre of ruthless men, not to mention an extreme hatred that spread unanimously among their ranks. Otis had nothing, other than himself. He preferred it that way, for he was a loner. A loner who loved life and didn't appreciate interference in his peaceful ways. However, he realized that sometime you had to give up those peaceful times and substitute a smack on the nose, a kick in the pants, or a downright killing, in order to maintain your peaceful state. Ern Kennedy didn't quite see it that way. He figured Otis was a menace to the criminal element in Western Texas, and that since he was a major part of that criminal element, it was only fitting that Otis should feel the sting of criminal justice, by the hand of the Kennedy's. Ern figured criminal justice was Kennedy justice handed out by the criminal Kennedy element. Ern had a run in with Otis, and to Ern's humiliation Otis had single handedly killed eighteen of his men, then sent him packing, after slitting his tongue. To Ern, this was as evil as you could get and retribution was in order. This man didn't fight fair and that needed to end.