The afternoon sun glared down savagely on the short, dusty main street of Gill's Pass. The low, rambling business buildings with their wide porches afforded the only bit of shade for the weary citizens. Tying up their horses in front of the Black 8 Saloon and cafe are two dusty, tired and hungry riders. Hoppy and California, who are hoping to eat before they make the journey to Bar 20, which they're hoping to reach before nightfall...