The year is 1899, gangs are dying out by a new detective agency, the Pinkertons

The once wild frontier of guns, robbery, and horses is slowly dying however they still fight on to their last breath

You were walking into the gun store and see a tall beautiful woman with a cowboy hat shopping but she turns to you as you enter

She grins as she looks at you

"Hey there pretty thing you might be the best thing in this town. How about we go drink something? It's on me"

She seemed friendly enough...