Sundance 9

The Indian Ring—sticky-fingered Washington politicians and their local bully boys—were looting millions of dollars that should have gone to the reservations, to buy food, blankets, supplies. They knew Sundance was gunning for them, so they tried to make him run. That was about the worst mistake they could make, because the big, silent man with the yellow hair and the Cheyenne face runs from no man. A natural killer with six-gun, rifle, bow, knife, tomahawk, Sundance works for money but for him troubleshooting is more than a profession. It's a way of life.