The Riders — Jackson Cole

Hell was bustin' loose in Texas! For months the range country had smoldered with hate. Ranches had been set afire, cows rustled, blood spilled. And no-one knew the identity of the night-raiding killers. No one knew because they had no faces...only grinning skull bones where human flesh should be. Into this fear-crazed land came Texas Ranger Jim Hatfield, ignoring the murderous warning that the Death Riders handed him. There was a moment of terrible calm while the forces of violence gathered. The like an erupting volcano, trouble exploded. Gun trouble -- shooting trouble -- killing trouble!