Bounty hunter Jack Skull is on the trail of a killer working the old Abilene Trail, tracking him north from Texas to Kansas. Jack has been tracking him through the dust and the desolation of lonely miles, determined to catch the man who kills pretty, lonely women, women who fall under the spell of a man's lying promises.

Jack rides into Abilene, a hard man on a cold trail, and Abilene, a town grown peaceful since the herds have moved west, just wants him gone. Jack looks like trouble, and Jack is trouble for Anne, who takes one look at him and falls hard.

The trouble with Jack is, he knows he's no good for Anne. The trouble with Anne is, she wants what's no good for her. Anne is tired of living such a careful, proper life. Anne wants a taste of the kind of rugged danger that Jack represents. Jack, a drifter, wants the brand of home and family that Anne is sick to death of.

They've got nothing in common, but the trouble is, they're hungry for each others' kisses. With a murderer on the loose and Jack distracted by Anne, it could be a kiss to die for.