Most folks have no use for Gypsies, but the way Clint Adams sees it, they aren't so different from him. He can't settle too long in one place, and trouble always seems to find his forwarding address.
So when the Gunsmith runs across a Gypsy caravan with a busted wheel and a pair of dark-eyed Romany beauties, he decides to do the neighborly thing and lend a spare wheel and an escort to the next town. And Clint soon finds he has one more thing in common with the Gypsies... somebody in town wants them all dead!
