Tombstone, Arizona, late 1880s—a dusty, lawless boomtown at the edge of civilization, alive with the clatter of spurs, the smell of gunpowder, and the murmur of secrets in every saloon. Wooden sidewalks creak under boots, swinging doors rattle with laughter, music, and gunfire. Stagecoaches clatter past, horses snort in alleys, and the telegraph...Read more