Ch.2
As Sully sat on the steps of the clinic, he decided to go to Grace's for some pie. The kids won't be finished for a while now. I've got some time to kill. He had told Michaela he had business in town, but the truth of the matter was he had nothing whatsoever to do. He knew she would never have agreed if she thought he was doing it merely to help her. As he was headed over to Grace's, he spotted a man leaving the saloon. The man's gaze was fixed on the dirt road leading out of town.
What's he looking at? Something about that gaze don't feel right. He couldn't place exactly what it was. This man's look just bothered him. As he was deep in thought, the man jumped on his horse and road out of town. Sully quickly shook himself out of his thoughts, and he continued on to Grace's determined to keep an eye on that stranger.
As he began walking, Hank emerged from the saloon his gaze fixed on the road out of town as well. "Hank, what are you looking at?" Sully questioned aloud.
"What's it to ya?" He bitterly replied.
"Nothin. Just wonderin' if you knew anything about that stranger that just left town? His gaze was fixed in the same place as yours," he explained.
"Don't know nothin' more than you. Even if I did I wouldn't tell you" he sneered.
"Why do you ask anyways?" he gruffly questioned.
"I don't know. I just get a bad feeling from him is all," Sully answered.
"Oh, a bad feeling huh? I forgot you are Mr. hero. Haven't saved the day in a while have we? Lookin' for someone to save again?" he mocked.
"Nevermind. I'm just going to keep an eye on him and I suggest you do the same." Sully left continuing on through town.