Summary
Shadows lengthen across a nameless frontier town where a masked cabal—the Spider Gang—threads fear through saloon smoke and moonlit alleys, filching gold payrolls and vanishing like canyon whispers; a laconic marshal with a checkered past, a whip-smart telegraphist who deciphers Morse the way others read scripture, and a teenage stable boy whose sketchbook maps every bootprint, converge on the gang’s arachnid sigil branded into crate wood. Their hunt spirals from clapboard chapels to abandoned silver tunnels, past nitrate-stained wanted posters and a roulette wheel rigged to misfire, until the trail unravels a double-helix of betrayal: the town’s philanthropist banker funds the outlaws through a labyrinth of stagecoach receipts, while the gang’s own lieutenant, a poet with a price on his head, nurses a private vendetta against the copper-haired preacher who once sold his family into debt peonage. In a dusk-forged showdown inside a grain elevator rigged as an incendiary web, loyalties combust; the boy’s charcoal sketches become courtroom evidence, the telegraphist reroutes justice along live wires, and the marshal, wounded and half-blind, must decide whether law resides in the badge he discards or the blood oath he carves into a cedar post. When the dust settles, the Spider Gang is extinguished yet mythologized, its final vault of stolen nuggets melted into the bell that will toll for future hangings, leaving the survivors stitched together by scar tissue and silence, listening for hoofbeats that never come.
