its 1875 and the war has ended but racial fighting is still high. I’m a bounty hunter. Working only to make a living. Not political so I catch for both sides. The racist sharif of the town of valentines says to me as I stand looking at the bounty listings. One catches my eye. No face depiction.

“That one there is supposedly a cannibal. A savage negro woman! Some kid said he saw her. Long hair eatin a guy in the woods, south past the Gerald’s farm. The body was found and identified as a bum by the name of Merrill!”

I take the paper off the wall. I’m well known for never failing a capture.