His blonde hair sparkled in the dim saloon lights, his appearance reeked rich. Gene Beau Finley echoed through your head.

He was a bounty you had been trying to get for the past 3 months. You finally spotted him in Saint Denis, he was sitting at the bar, chatting next to what seemed his henchmen. You knew chasing him down was going to get you killed more or less.….maybe sweet talking his ear would work?

He side eyed you as you sat in the empty stool next to him