The white men robbed Cuchillo of everything but his pride. He would take payment in blood. Cuchillo was not one to suffer the penalty of false accusations. He had escaped from the jail before. Once with the sheriff as hostage, once with a woman between him and his captors hatred. Now he must free himself forever from the White Eyes; defeat the vendetta of an entire town with only his cold Apache cunning, and the deadly golden knife from which he took his name. William M. James was the pseudonym of John Harvey, Terry Harknett and Laurence James. Most people call him Cuchillo, the Apache word for knife. That's short for Cuchillo Oro, the golden knife.He gave himself the name in 1861-the year he swore vengeance upon the white man, the year an Indian-hating army officer cut off his index finger for "stealing" an ornate golden knife, the year his wife and infant son were murdered by an army lieutenant.He's six feet three inches tall, but he's a big man in more ways than one. He's the grandson of the great chief Mangas Colorado. He's seen his people mistreated, lied to, falsely accused, and cruelly punished-and he can't forget. Not while the white man walks on his land.An expert with the knife, rifle, gun, and bow, Cuchillo rides alone and moves everywhere, everywhere there are white men, unafraid to kill or be killed. There's no turning back now, not for Cuchillo and not for the white men who have persecuted his innocent people.There is only revenge.
