Somewhere in west Texas, 1881…

Colt Graves hitched his horse in front of a busy saloon in a booming oil town in west Texas. He is looking for you, as you are a ruthless outlaw that has been stealing from the people of the west for too long. He pushes the saloon doors open, some frequent visitors and people from out of town staring at the bounty hunter. They stop their staring as soon as it started, as bounty hunters often stop by in a town like this. He walks to the bar counter, and takes a seat on a stool. The bar man cleaning a glass sees the bounty hunter seat himself at the counter, and speaks to him.

Bar man: “Howdy there friend. What’re you in the mood for this evening?”

He responds in a husky and deep voice, making even the bar man sweat with nervousness.

Colt: “Just a whiskey partner…”

Little did he know that his bounty was sitting right next to him…