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Gunsmith Cats, and the charters Rally Vincent, 'Mini'-May Hopkins, Misty Brown and all other Charters are the copyright Of Kenichi Sonda. All weapons and motor cars that are mentioned in this work are patented by their respective owners.

This work is solely made for entertainment purpose and I hope not to make a penny from it. This work can-not be re-published else where – unless with the author permission.

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Chapter Two

Down Town Chicago, Illinois, US of A

"Ok let me get this straight, buddy boy" Charlie asked as they got into a dilapidated pickup truck "We come all the way here, in a Shelby muscle car, now we got to drive around in a Ford pickup?" Sam just faced him and grinned as he started to reverse the truck off the show room lot.

"There is no way in hell that I will get my baby starched up"

"Arr man, it's a chick magnet man!" Charlie folded his arms and pouted, Sam just laughed back at him.

"Come on, Irene should be working a few blocks from here" he said as the wheels started to roll.

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"Rally, are you sure about this" May holler "The Illinois Gun's Works, sold this guy a large amount of ammo, shouldn't we let the police deal with it" she said while crossing the street with her bounty hunter partner. Rally turned round to face her short but large partner.

"May, we wouldn't be paid then would we, where would we get the money to pay our bills" Rally answered back shaking her head in disbelief. While unknown to them a white Ford Pickup truck passes them by and turned left at the next corner.

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"So why are we here again" Charlie asked as he looked up from his half eaten quarter pounded burger.

"That there is our target bounty or as so as I been told" Sam answered back as he pointed to the hot dog vendor on the corner of the sidewalk.

"Why is your sister after him, he doesn't look like much" Charlie commented as he sipped his soft drink.

"From what our little friend and the local Marshal office tell's us that Mr Joy here is a major gun pusher, he also missed his court meeting, so that's why there's a warrant out for him"

"Really odd town your from, you do know that" Charlie said with a laugh.

"That's why I moved, himmm…." Charlie looked up to what Sam was looking at

"What?"

"A few things been bothering me, see that road sweeper, he been cleaning that same 5 meters of street for 20 minutes. That Plumper been on the longest coffee break I ever seen" he said while pointing to a workman drinking a coffee in his utility vehicle. "Then there this…" but Sam went Silent

"What?" asked Charlie as looked at Sam's shocked faced "What' wrong buddy?"

"I think I know who the chicken man is….." he saw with a look of disbelief on his face, "And if Irene here it isn't going to be good"

"Who is it?" Charlie asked as he tired to guess.

"It's Sam Gerard" Sam simple muttered

"Oh no…." the look of terror on Charlie face told it all "This isn't going to be pleasant reunion is it?"

"Not at all" Sam replied as he checks his gun belt; suddenly he caught the chicken man dump the tray of chicken products all over the side walk. The reason was a white pickup had pull up out side the building across the street, and the two occupants got out ands slowly made their way towards the building, What worried Sam more was two females walk along the street, as he also watched the chicken suit make it way to the back of the building via an alleyway "It Showtime Buddy" he muttered as he jumped into a running jog and pulled a Marshal baseball cap on top of his head as he friend followed suite.

TBC

Author Rant

Sorry about the delay been having a bad time with the muse, on my fan fiction

Sam Gerard – The main charter of the film US Marshal and a Co-star in the original Fugitive, Used him because he was a Marshal in Chicago….. He he he