Warning: If you cross Slocum's pal, you'd better not cross Slocum's path.
After so many years riding solo, John Slocum was glad to be traveling with Harley Duggan. He knew he'd found a man he could trust the moment Harley saved his hide during a barroom brawl. For weeks they've been whooping it up from town to town...until they hit Whizbang.
This small civic-minded town is keeping a close eye on the two strangers while the marshal's away. First, they jump to conclusions-mistaking Slocum and Harley for horse thieves. Then they jump the gun-and decide to throw a little necktie party. When an innocent man ends up swinging, the vigilantes realize they have to bury their mistake. Which means they have to kill Slocum.
