Boone's POV
I was just minding my own business until I hear talking downstairs. I thought the store clerk under there was talking to a customer but then, some random guy walks in. I aimed my rifle at his head until he started talking."whoa! Don't keep that pointed at me!" "Why shouldn't I?" because I just want to ask some questions!"
Couriers POV
after buying a dinky the dinosaur figurine from a sad clerk, I finally got up the stairs, got hit with a pipe, and saw this boon guy for the first time. At first, he actually mistook me for some viper gunslinger or something, and pointed the barrel of his gun at my head. "whoa! Watch where you point that thing!"
"oh yeah? Why should I?"
"because I didn't come for a gun fight in a fucking dinosaur mouth!" apparently that made him point it away. He's just lucky I needed answers from him. Otherwise when he lowered it, a 9mm bullet would be in his head. But I tried not to pull out my pistol. "alright. First, I need you're name." "well. Courier is all I remember right now. So you'll just call me that.""next, I need to know why you are here."
"for two questions. One: have you seen a rat in a checkered suit running to the new las Vegas?"
"well... I don't remember that... but I might if you do something for me."
"what is it? I need to buy you a new coat or something?"
at that remark, im sure he was going to put the gun to my head again. But he didn't
"i need you to find the son of a bitch who sold my wife to slavers. And you are going to help me."
"w-why me!"
"because I think you're new to town. Anybody will believe a stranger."
Damn my stranger-ness.
Hey guys, Heytheremario here. Sorry it took it so long to make the chapter. But I was a lazy bitch... and I forgot some things... anyways, hope you enjoy the chapter. This son of a bitch took a few moths. Heytheremario signing off.