Cimarron meant wild. Untamed. That's how Calvin Taylor, the man they called "Choctaw," saw himself. As free of restraint as the land he wandered, where the only law was lynch law.
Choctaw's stamping ground was the Arizona Territory of 1873. He worked as a mustanger, catching and breaking wild horses; for the army scouting against Apaches; as a cowboy trailing horse thieves. Each adventure added to his growing reputation as a man skilled and deadly in the use of guns. But when he came up against a band of kidnappers, Choctaw faced some hard choices. Where did his true loyalties lie? Because the man leading the kidnappers had been - maybe still was - his best friend.