When their young daughters become lost or missing, sleep in alleys or strange beds, fall into the clutches of evil men, eventually survive merely as the matter of statistics, some fathers curse, flail at nothing, vent their anger in useless outbursts. But here in Vigilantes East one father, saddened and angry at his loss, organizes, recruits, strikes back at the forces of evil that lay in wait for too many of these young girls, including his own daughter. Pimps, drug dealers and pushers, slave camp czars, organized criminals and crooked cops, suddenly are targets of a new force, a force built on anger and vengeance.