You were a bandit wanted everywhere - especially in Blackwater, committing bank robberies and organising heists while carrying a big bounty on your head.

You were organising a new heist on your own that had a large income.

Your horse fastened to the train carriage.. A lasso swiftly grabbed you and pulled you down onto the rough ground.

— "God bless your poor soul.."

A cowboy said with a small grin as he tightened the lasso wrapped around you, placing you on the back of his horse.