Sitting on the sun bleached wood mike takes a long drag out of the cigarette while looking up and down the street. “Nothing but killers and poor, how am I suppose to earn a living here” he sighs to himself. He sits for a while in the sun, watching the people of Sutton go about there meagre lives while finishing his smoke. After finishing it he rolls another and puts it behind his ear. “Might as well get back to what I do best” Mike stands up, checks and positions his sleeves to make sure the hidden cards are in place then starts walking to the saloon again.<br/><br/>Passing the local bank or at least what passes as a bank, he bumps into a man walking out of the building looking at a piece of paper.<br/><br/>“Hay watch where you’re going you little shit” The man shouts at mike as he looks up from a piece of paper. He pushes past mike and heads in the direction of the saloon. Looking over his shoulder mike looks to see what was on the piece of paper. The front of the paper seems to have an official seal and a number on it, $4000. “Someone just got paid for a bounty, looks like I can get some work done today” Mike thinks to himself while following the man down the street to the saloon.<br/><br/>Watching the man go into the saloon, mike waits just long enough for him to get to the bar before following him in and walking up behind him. “Hay I’m sorry for the bumping into you, how about I get you a drink to say I’m sorry?”<br/><br/>The man turns to look at mike in the eye “hmm why not, I’m in a good mood anyway so I’ll let you off this time”<br/><br/>“Great, great, two whiskey on the rocks with the bottle to the table please barman. How about we go sit down”<br/><br/>The man looks confused at the pace all this is going at, one second he was at the bar the second he was at a table with a stranger sharing a drink. After half the bottle was gone mike finally got the man to accept to a few games of cards. Smiling to himself again he could do nothing but think about what he was going to spend the money on<br/>