Posing as a dealer, he hits the streets of Mexico in an effort to gain access to Reynoso's desert stronghold. On paper, the operation had the makings of a classic sting. But Fowler's chosen prey is an expert hunter, capable of smelling danger in the wind. One wrong step, and his attempt to even the score would become a one-attempt to even the score would become a one-way ticket beneath the blazing sun. . . with nowhere to go but hell.