Herne didn’t reckon it was any of his business when Cal Ryder’s men stole the U.S. Government’s printing plates. He wasn’t looking for trouble—only wanted to carry out the sad task of laying Becky to rest for the last time. But trouble hovered around Herne like a vulture, and when he discovered that the gang had rifled Becky’s coffin and stolen the pendent given her by his dead wife Louise, Herne knew that he’d have to take action. Knew that the earth would soon be soaked with blood—blood the color of the pendant’s rubies.