Lee Royle had come to Silver Bend at the urgent request of his brother Ethan. There had been a long, painful drought for many months. With no rain and the endless glare of the sun the herds of cattle were dropping like flies. But not the Circle-Star beeves. For Boss King had built a dam across the Snowy River and the small ranchers could only sit and watch as his steers grew sleek and fat whilst their own went mad with lack of water and died.
With the increasing heat the tension grew and only a single spark was needed to set off the water war.