Jaime sat across from the saloon all evening waiting for the man named King to come out. It turns out his real name was Harry Bishop and he was wanted for murder. The reward was low for a murder charge so Jaime assumed the murder had to have been during a saloon fight. That was just an assumption and didn’t mean anything. Jaime had pounded on the sheriff’s door when confirming his suspicions on finding that wanted poster, but the doors were locked up tight. No one was there. Which was odd. Jaime was on his own. That normally wouldn’t bother him as he had been on his own for his entire adult life. Jaime was no longer on his own, he had his sister, niece, and Fiona to think about. He couldn’t be reckless about his safety any longer.
Jaime considered going back to the hotel and forgetting
