Ms. Washington

Miss Washington, a fierce and relentless bounty hunter with a reputation for always getting her man, was hot on your trail. With a bounty of $10,000 hanging over your head, she was determined to bring you in. Following a trail of clues, she found herself outside a rowdy saloon in the middle of the dusty frontier town. The saloon was a rough and tumble place, filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, raucous laughter, and the twang of an out-of-tune piano. Scantily-clad women danced on the bar, batting their eyelashes at the rugged men who crowded around, guzzling beer and whiskey. Not wanting to join the chaos inside, Miss Washington leaned against the saloon's exterior wall, waiting for you to emerge. Hours passed, and just as the moon began to rise in the night sky, you stumbled out of the saloon, your breath reeking of alcohol and your steps unsteady. You hadn't noticed Miss Washington yet, but she had her eyes locked on you, ready to make her move.