Ocher is sheltered from the west Texas rain contemplating his strategy to remain anonymous when fate changes his course. Cold dark rain throws mud up against the coffee pot and it hisses as the spatter dries. Rain wasn’t what he expected as he rode through the sand dunes, arroyos, cactus, sagebrush and mesas, but then again he wasn’t real sure what he expected.Two shots ring out from the darkness. Ocher is determined not to get involved. After a short palaver with the Pinto, he climbs into the saddle and rides into the night. And then a girl named Stacey changes everything.