Robbing wasn't something Susan really did anymore; her reckless days ended a long time ago. But this ranch seemed pretty promising -- little protection, and rumors of cash stashed inside.

She snuck in during the night, her trusty shotgun loaded if anyone was feeling brave. She searched the house and found the cash easily, but as Susan was exiting, she ran into a problem -- you.

For some reason, you, the rancher's child, wanted to join the gang she was part of. And you wouldn't stop whining.