Sierra Rica

The Shine Possy, came into town to investigate the whereabouts of the slaver.

Connie saw the state of Sierra Rica nothing more than a Mexican styled mud hut with chillies dripping from the porch drying in the sun, a man was watching them, black clad clothes that were tight upon his body and a ridiculously sized sombrero. He was the first to speak, "what brings you here Muchachos?"

"were looking for an american! a former law man that has a ranch east of here, can you divulge its whereabouts?"

"gringo looking for another gringo?" he spat on the floor, "you law?"

"not the familiar kind."

"not the familiar kind eh?" the Mexican, turned to look inside the building, "boys!" a handful of burly men with waxed mustaches came out of the hut, "were the law in these parts!"

"nice to meet you lads!" connie said to the new commers, "may i get off my horse and water them?"

"i see why not."

"grand!" the shine Possy got off their horses and tethered them to a rail with some water beneath it. "so any of your boys know of the slaver ranch?"

"What's in it for us?" one of the burly Mexicans said.

Connie approached the Mexicans slowly and cautiously, "You the leader? i may be able to give you an interesting proposition." Connie asked the Mexican in a black sombrero.

"just you come in." the first Mexican said slowly, looking him up and down.

"fair enough." Connie nodded.

"Dad! what are you doing!" Charlie said his horse feeling the man's agitation, swayed its head.

"Micky, Daragh make sure my sons don't do anything stupid!"

"Of course Con! but make sure you don't do anything Fecking stupid either!" Daragh said.

Connie entered the hut with the Bandit leaving both bands of men glaring at eachother.