When Charley Bookbinder rode into Sand Springs, all he wanted was a thick steak, cold beer and a hot poker game. At the time, that didn't sound like much. What he got was a crooked poker game with five of the town's leading citizens; a twelve-foot monster with one eye; three kids; a rundown ranch with surly wranglers; and a spinster woman who keeps five thousand beeves for pets and likes to take potshots at men with her Kentucky Long Rifle. To...