They were not wanted where they came from. They were not welcome anywhere. They were outcasts, rootless and friendless, until luck or destiny threw them together. A former Apache scout shunned by his tribe, an ex-Union Army major, a former Confederate captain, and two army deserters, all forced to band together to stay alive. That is, as long as they could avoid killing each other. Now they were needed, but could they bury their anger and work together long enough to do what they had to do? Could they make it to Mexico to rescue a band of Apaches who had been captured and sold into slavery? It was no easy task, because even if they managed to not kill each other, there were plenty of others eager to do it for them.