WHEN JUSTICE IS PERSONAL, THE BULLETS FLY FIRST...

Texas Ranger Pharaoh Smith rides with a single purpose: to find out who killed his brother. Osiris wasn’t just murdered in the dusty town of Cocklebur—he was shot in the back. Partner Comanche Jack Horton abandons his fishing pole to ride shotgun, but Pharaoh insists on hunting alone. In a town where everyone smiles and no one talks, finding a killer is like tracking smoke.

Cocklebur bleeds secrets. The pious doctor hides venom. The charming saloon girl trembles with lies. The hot-headed rancher’s son burns with rage. Even the weary marshal—Pharaoh’s old friend—twitches when the Ranger walks by. As Pharaoh digs deeper, the shadows fight back. A witness dies the same way his brother did. An assassin’s bullet heats up the situation to the boiling point.

With the killer closing in, Pharaoh faces a gut-wrenching truth: the man he trusted most may be the one to blame for the smoking gun. To get justice for his brother, Pharaoh must become judge, jury—and maybe executioner. Trust is dead. Vengeance rides hard.

Saddle up for a powder keg of grit, betrayal, and raw frontier justice in the latest Comanche Jack and Pharaoh Smith Western Adventure—where the only law left is the one you enforce with a Colt.