Austin, TX
Dr. King Schultz and Django ride out to the old Indian Pass to meet with fellow Bounty Hunter Granger Walton. He had sent them an urgent message that Deuce Anderson had murdered three of their bounty hunter colleagues to avoid capture.
One had dynamite rigged to his front door. The other, had died from a lethal dose of arsenic in his morning coffee. And the last, had been found hanging dead in his barn. Granger said that they were all in danger and that it would be better if they banded together.
Dr King glanced at his pocket watch.
—He should have been here three hours ago, he murmurs.
He turns to Django.
—Stay put here, will you? I'll ride out toward Empire to see why he's delayed.
Django nodded.
Dr King rode towards the dark desolate landscape until he came upon the lifeless body of Granger Walton, hanging upside down from an old withered tree. A gunshot wound on his head. Pinned on his chest was a blood stained playing card, the deuce of diamonds.
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Boston, MA
In a little row of small brick buildings on Stuart St. a mailman knocks on the door of a ramshackle apartment.
—Miss Davison?
the door opens to reveal a petite, dark haired woman.
—Letter for you, miss. says the tall bearded man and hands her the envelope.
Recognising the name on the letter, she smiles. She thanks the man and closes the door behind her.
She opens the letter with a knife and reads.
Dear Samantha,
How is your new life as a law abiding citizen in Massachusetts? I've heard that you are gainfully employed in a textile factory on Warren St.
I have not forgotten your request to look you up should I happen to be in town.
The truth is, I am in need of your help. An outlaw is killing off bounty hunters in Texas. I am in grave danger. It seems that Deuce Anderson is determined to kill us all to avoid capture. Seeing that he will never venture this far north, could you offer me temporary shelter as I make my way to Pennsylvania?
Texas has become to dangerous for me to work in, and have decided to accept and offer of employment to serve the court of Philadelphia.
If it isn't possible for you to receive me, I understand. I'm sure local enforcement can find me a place to stay. It's just that, it would be nice to see how you are doing.
I hope this letter finds you well and in good health.
Your friend,
Dr King
She closes the letter. How long she has wanted to hear from him. How she has longed to see him again. If only the circumstances were better, she sighed. The poor man is in danger.
A harsh knock is heard from outside her door. She stands, and sees her door knocked down by a large man with gold teeth. He whips out a well worn pistol and holds it up to her temple.
—Miss Davison, says the man, I have a proposition for you from a Mr Deuce Anderson. You might not know him yet, but you will very soon.
Austin Texas Jail
—letter for you, Doc! says the marshall. Handing a letter to Dr King, He sees it is a reply from Samantha in Boston. He tears open the letter impatiently. His eye falls on her feminine handwriting. It is calm and even. It reads:
Dr King Schultz,
How glad I am to hear from you. Although the circumstances are not entirely pleasant, do come to Boston and stay with me. Let me know when you arrive. I am so looking forward to seeing you again.
Respectfully yours,
Ms. Samantha Davison
He closes the letter and smiles.