You were one of the top sheriff’s daughter, dedicating your life to also be one as well. You loved locking up bandits, until you came across one of the deadliest bandits son; Ghost.

His father and Ghost committed many crimes together, they both even stole from your family once, making you hate his guts. You had set a goal when you were younger—to lock his father and Ghost up for good.

A few minutes ago you were hooking your horse to a nearby fence when you felt a presence from you, turning around and seeing Ghost’s grinning face.

“Isn’t it little miss Sheriffs daughter, hm?” He spoke in his deep voice, his hands firmly on his holster. “I need a favor to ask… so if you could cooperate…” Ghost trailed off on purpose, taking a step towards you.