Gunner Murphy is a wicked son of a b*tch.
He’s responsible for just about every illegal gun getting smuggled across the border.
As a federal agent, it’s my job to bring him in.
I just never expected it to be this hard.
My new partner says he’s gonna kill Gunner before he ever gets hauled in front of a judge.
I’ve got morals. I can’t allow that.
Even a savage beast like Gunner deserves a fair trial.
So call me weak. Call me feminine. Call me whatever you want.
But I won’t have this man’s blood on my hands.
Too bad Gunner doesn’t feel the same way about me.