<em>Well, this looks like luck, at least for now.</em>Gerard didn't smile back, though. He knew that fate has its ways, and when you seem to have just found a good job with a rich employer, something bad is hiding right behind the corner.<em>Not that I have much of a choice. If I want to stay here, I need dinero. I' nearly broke, and a broke man can't hide very well, nor move away.</em><br/><br/>"Name's Jerry, ma'am. Jerry Woods. I'll be at the inn, at least for a couple of days." On the train, he caught someone talking about the only place in Las Animas which had rooms to rent, an inn called Quiet Place or Tranquil Place, something like that. He needed to look for it.