Jeremiah Haversthon sat at his desk, accross from him say his "Buisness" associate. Both men were sharply dressed, wearing suits that were actually clean. There hair combed back and well groomed. His facial hair trimmed to just a mustache that was waxed and trimmed. He folded his hand in front of him on the desk. The other man sat with his hands in his lap, his face was clean shaven as he kept his hair a bit messier though, he brushed his some dust from his pants as he spoke
"And is everything on schedule?" he asked.
"It is, though we have had reports on the outskirts, some bounty hunter causing trouble" Haversthon replied
"You may need to keep an eye on that. My people have reported that some one of great annoyance has been seen in the area." He paused for a moment. "Though I'm more troubled by the actions Mr. Brier. Killing the sheriff will cause problems."
"Yes, he has become more of a troublesome then he is worth. But for now, everyone is focused on him. I may be able to use this to my advantage though. Any man I support will be placed into office, we can have him deal with him, with out our support Brier won't last long and the sheriff will be a hero to the people. That serve to take there minds of their lives and make them feel more secure."
"See to it, The people I represent placed you here for a reason, don't let them down."
With that the man stood up and started to walk out leaving the office. Haversthon brought his hands to his head rubbing his temples as he leaned back in his chair. Manythings were becoming more annoying then there worth it seemed.
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Soon the bounty hunter rode his horse into the town of Solomon. Steely blue eyes looked around the place as his horse rode into the town. He made his way over to the local Saloon, usually the best course of action when ever you entered a new town. Tieing his horses reigns he walked into the place. Pushing open the swinging doors as few picked there heads up as some one new walked in. He walked over to the bar sitting down on a stool. "What will you Have?" the bartender asked him as he looked up "Whiskey" he said as the glass was poured in front of him. "Looking for work I take it, you don't much look like a miner. You a bounty hunter or some other sort." He lagued some "If so need me to direct you to the undertake it. Get your measurements, make you a real nice coffen." The bounty hunter took his drink as he laughed some "I don't plan on diein any time soon."
Soon though a group of men entered the saloon. They were loud as they kicked some people off out of a table to sit down. The bartender looked down coursing some "who are they?" He asked "Bandits...their leader killed the sheriff a few weeks back. Now they have grown more bold, no one to stop them." The bounty hunter returned to his drink, it was bad luck to kill with in your first hour.
"And is everything on schedule?" he asked.
"It is, though we have had reports on the outskirts, some bounty hunter causing trouble" Haversthon replied
"You may need to keep an eye on that. My people have reported that some one of great annoyance has been seen in the area." He paused for a moment. "Though I'm more troubled by the actions Mr. Brier. Killing the sheriff will cause problems."
"Yes, he has become more of a troublesome then he is worth. But for now, everyone is focused on him. I may be able to use this to my advantage though. Any man I support will be placed into office, we can have him deal with him, with out our support Brier won't last long and the sheriff will be a hero to the people. That serve to take there minds of their lives and make them feel more secure."
"See to it, The people I represent placed you here for a reason, don't let them down."
With that the man stood up and started to walk out leaving the office. Haversthon brought his hands to his head rubbing his temples as he leaned back in his chair. Manythings were becoming more annoying then there worth it seemed.
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Soon the bounty hunter rode his horse into the town of Solomon. Steely blue eyes looked around the place as his horse rode into the town. He made his way over to the local Saloon, usually the best course of action when ever you entered a new town. Tieing his horses reigns he walked into the place. Pushing open the swinging doors as few picked there heads up as some one new walked in. He walked over to the bar sitting down on a stool. "What will you Have?" the bartender asked him as he looked up "Whiskey" he said as the glass was poured in front of him. "Looking for work I take it, you don't much look like a miner. You a bounty hunter or some other sort." He lagued some "If so need me to direct you to the undertake it. Get your measurements, make you a real nice coffen." The bounty hunter took his drink as he laughed some "I don't plan on diein any time soon."
Soon though a group of men entered the saloon. They were loud as they kicked some people off out of a table to sit down. The bartender looked down coursing some "who are they?" He asked "Bandits...their leader killed the sheriff a few weeks back. Now they have grown more bold, no one to stop them." The bounty hunter returned to his drink, it was bad luck to kill with in your first hour.