<div align="center"><strong>Day 2</strong></div><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q15/doogieporker/Character%20Images/amc-hell-on-wheels-anson-mount-ifc-western-1.jpg)</div>The sun rose slowly over the streets of Silver City, its warm and welcoming glow unable to chase away the darkness that had taken hold within the town.  That darkness, Desmond King, stood on the front porch of his rented room, sipping his dark coffee and smoking a rolled cigarette while he watched the sun's ray spread across the land.  He watched as night receded from the town, fading away shadow by shadow, giving way to the unstoppable light of day.<br/><br/>The comparison between light and dark and his own influence on the city wasn't lost on him.  He'd already purchased enough land in the area to damn near own the town, and had buyers working aggressively to purchase more of the surrounding area, as well as many of the more profitable businesses in town.  With his money and his ruthlessness, he was as unstoppable as the coming dawn, but he knew that if he really wanted to truly have the town under his sway, he had to make Lola's Saloon his own.<br/><br/>Lola was an influential woman, and the influence that her girls had on the men that frequented the place was powerful as well.  They had the ear of ranchers, farmers, miners, and gamblers not only within the city, but throughout the surrounding countryside as well.  Their feminine charms were just what he needed in order to gather information about any potential rivals, but also to keep an eye out for anyone who had something to gain by working with him to take control of the town.<br/><br/>Grinning that wolfish grin, Desmond finished his coffee and flicked his cigarette to the street before heading back inside to prepare for his day.  After dressing in his usual dark shirt and pants, he slid on his gun belt and his wide brimmed black hat and long, dark coat.  After taking a moment to inspect himself in the mirror, making certain that everything was in its place, he headed out, making his way across town.  Lola's would be his first stop for the day, and while he hoped to have a chance to speak to Lola again, any one of the girls would do, he supposed.  And if any of them were as hungry for a chance at power as Abby was, they would find it by his side.