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Climax
In a lonely western town, a marshal stands in the way of a gang of killers. There is nothing to love about the town of Climax, a godforsaken speck of earth with one saloon, one restaurant, and one lawman. Ever since he got too old to ride the range, Giles Frost has worn a silver star, sleeping in the jail, patrolling Main Street twice a day, and waiting for trouble that has never shown its face--until now. On his nightly patrol, a gunshot rings out and Frost falls to the dirt, shot in the side. A gang of renegades has decided to make their home in Climax, and they have no interest in retaining the services of the law. But although he may look soft, Giles Frost has a spine of steel. There's not much to this town, but its sheriff will kill to keep it free.
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- http://id.loc.gov/authorities/subjects/sh2008108737
- http://id.worldcat.org/fast/1049233
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- "In a lonely western town, a marshal stands in the way of a gang of killers. There is nothing to love about the town of Climax, a godforsaken speck of earth with one saloon, one restaurant, and one lawman. Ever since he got too old to ride the range, Giles Frost has worn a silver star, sleeping in the jail, patrolling Main Street twice a day, and waiting for trouble that has never shown its face--until now. On his nightly patrol, a gunshot rings out and Frost falls to the dirt, shot in the side. A gang of renegades has decided to make their home in Climax, and they have no interest in retaining the services of the law. But although he may look soft, Giles Frost has a spine of steel. There's not much to this town, but its sheriff will kill to keep it free."@en
- "There isn't much to the town of Climax: just another dusty, wind-blown community biding its time until the desert reclaims it. Then its council decides that maintaining a marshal is an unnecessary expenditure. With the town having dispensed with his services, ex-Marshal Frost is let go to make his way out onto the desert - but that is the signal the gathering outlaw gang has been waiting for. They want Climax, and mean to make it their hideout: an outlaw town where they rule the roost..."
- "Marshal Frost is let go by the Climax town council. That is the signal a gathering outlaw gang has been waiting for. They want to make the town of Climax their hideout."
- "There isn't much to the town of Climax, it's just another of those dusty, wind-blown communities biding its time until the desert reclaims it. The town has a saloon, of course, a restaurant and a tiny bank. It also has a town marshal named Giles Frost who seems an unnecessary expenditure. With the town of Climax not needing his services, Frost is let go to make his way out onto the desert with his horse and rifle - but that is the signal the gathering outlaw gang has been waiting for. They want Climax and mean to make it their hideout - an outlaw town without law where they rule the roost while honest citizens hide away in their homes. By the time word of this reaches Giles Frost and he determines to return to Climax - it will be one man against the hundred guns of a renegade army.--Cover."@en
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- "Climax"@en
- "Climax"