I walked down that sun blistered road with three things on my mind,shelter, money, and whiskey. My gang of three and I have been out of money and luck since the bust of a job out by San-Antonio.the 2 reprobates I am forced by situation to call my friends are turning the town upside down. Looking for people to rob shoot steal,or work for. Yours truly is heading to the saloon for whiskey, some work, and the worst mistake of my life. I walked into the watering hole,immediately seeing a gruff man with a ten gallon hat and 1/2 of the average amount of legs. I made a stupid decision and asked how he got his little stump.