He could outride and outshoot five men, but he was a fool for a lady in distress. The posse was hot on his trail for murder when he took time out to rescue Sylvie from a gang of desperadoes. It wasn’t till she’d bushwhacked him with a shotgun and tried to poison him that he realized she was up to no good. And no sooner he had he shot his way out of her clutches than he met Penelope. After he’d heard her sad story, he should have cut and run, but somehow a Sackett never seem s to learn the easy way.