July 6th, 1880
The desert sun is setting in the horizon as Martin's horse clip-clops into down. The roads are still full with people going this way and that. People head to saloons, brothels, opium dens, and even the local theater. What a place.
Last week Martin picks up a bounty on Kyle McClain. He was a simple cattle rustler that used to run with those that had put a bullet in maw and paw. Martin know who did it, specifically, and it wasn't him. But if he could lead them to those that did, well, that made this trip worth it.
Problem is, Kyle's looking to join up with the Cowboys, a bunch of no-gooders, a bunch of 'em. If he gets in good with them, he will be just about untouchable, or touchable, with a side of dead for Martin. Any place seems as good as any to start looking. There's saloons all up and down the road. Drunk people tend to talk the most.