5. Victim number two
With a deep sigh, the chameleon looked down at the raccoon on the desert ground.
Doc stood up and looked at the sheriff with worried eyes.
"Same method?" Rango asked.
Doc nodded. "Like the last one."
Rango rubbed his eyes thoughtfully.
Three days had passed after the strange death of Fingersmith Joo. And now, a new corpse, not far away from the town. Around the man dried branches and a desert flower on the chest. And bloodless like an emptied bottle.
"I know him, Sheriff," Elbows said behind the chameleon. "Or more, I knew him. It's Black Eye Rick."
Rango raised his eyebrows. "An outlaw, too?"
The bobcat nodded. "Not very harmless, but not the hardest gunslinger in the area. He was famous for his alcohol caused rampages and he already shot some people for a small reason."
Rango sighed again. Now he had to admit: There was a serial killer around the town.
The news spread like a wildfire in the town. Of course, everybody was afraid and assailed him with questions.
"Alright, alright, people, calm down," Rango cried when he was standing in the saloon. Around him the whole town. "I can't guarantee that there is no danger for everyone here. At the moment just outlaws were murdered. But it' still the best that we keep in the houses for a while, until I can give an all-clear signal. Or better, after I had revealed that incident."
"How do you want to catch him?" Beans asked after the crowd was gone.
"I still don't know, Beans," Rango whispered to her. "But don't worry. Criminals have their methods, but I have my own methods."