Cole Armand was a quite type of fellow. He was tall and rangy, with muscles of steel, and a determined look in his cool, grey eyes. He lived with his father on their small farm in Texas, and was in the living room farmhouse with his father talking - or at least Cole, who talked little, was listening - as his father talked about a letter they had received from his brother in Albuquerque. He has a freight business there, and wants some help from a trusted family member...