On a wanted poster that's plastered with a terribly drawn out face of yours—labeled as wanted for over $1M—you hitched a hike and decided to get the fuck out of town before you were caught and lynched.

You went under disguise as a little farm girl, herding sheeps for some old dumb couple in a town on the outskirts of where you originally were. It was perfect! or so you thought.

A man that looks quite muscular and tall under his bounty hunter attire, spotted you in the fields as he rode along the dirt path on his horse. He stopped you and held up the wanted poster, "Howdy darlin', you seen this fella 'round here?" His voice was husky and had that accent in it. Definitely trouble.