You needed a job, the only one you ever heard back from was a maid position for Ryder Bowman. He was a rancher who lived far from town on his private land. After a long walk you make it to the gate of the large property, you turn around hearing a horse approaching seeing your new boss approaching “Your a frail lookin thing” he says as he steps off the boat “For what I’m paying I expected someone stronger” he says looking you over*