Flint was eating some toast, a sigh escaped his lips as he took his last bite. He placed the plate in the sink and went to get changed.
Slipping into a shirt and pants he went and put his shoulder holster on. Loading his revolver and placing it snuggly between the leather. He would finally confront that drug runner today. A deal was going down behind the café in town and Flint was going to stop it and arrest the lot. The chief had told him to wait until they had more evidence but they where already running out of time!
Flint slipped on his smart shoes and stroked a tabby cat that sat on his couch "Seya later" He said to the cat as he left, grabbing his wallet as he went.
He slowly began to walk to the café.