Amiville.
This morning I walked into the saloon and saw Bill and Nell sitting at the table. I decided to ignore them, knowing what I had discovered yesterday about Sayler’s actual cause of death, and asked Gramps for a coffee to go, holding him my flask to be refilled. Nell asked what my hurry was and I just said that I hadn’t slept well the night before and wasn’t really in a talkative mood this morning. Nell said that I didn’t have to lie but I said that I wasn’t lying and that I just didn’t sleep well the night before and that I wanted to get some writing done.
Fritha was there tending to a woman who had been injured and I didn’t really have the energy to focus on what they were talking about, so I headed back home before things got too involved with Nell and Bill.
Bill told Nell to fetch her before I could leave the saloon and I turned around, asking him what he wanted. He told me to come over and I walked over to the table, asking him what was up. He asked me what I was writing about and I told him I was writing journals about the early days of being in Amiville. Nell asked if I was writing about the recent murder and I told her that Sayler was dead and I couldn’t dwell on it forever. She asked if I’d discovered anything new and I told her what we’d found from the autopsy, that the hanging was postmortem and the shooting was premortem. She told me that she wasn’t the one who killed him and I said that if she didn’t shoot him dead then who did, and she just promised me again that it wasn’t her. I said goodbye after some more silence and then headed home to get back to work on my novels I was writing.
That afternoon I walked out of my office to find a marshal named Dom laying on the ground, injured from being shot. I took him to the clinic where he began to take out the bullets himself, as he was previously a military doctor.
While we were there, Sean came to heal him and then a bunch more people came into the clinic who were shot and injured. I went to look out the window and could hear shooting going on all over the town and wondered what was going on.
After a long period of waiting and listening, the gunshots died down outside and I decided to make a break for it. I walked outside and Mikk and Dom were standing out there. I asked Mikk to come to the saloon with me and we walked over to the saloon. I decided I would go up on the balcony of the saloon and wait with my guns drawn, and James came up with me.
We waited for a while and realized that nothing was happening and there was a lull in the battle. I remembered that there was a balcony above the newspaper office so we went there to watch for any people who would pass by. No one came, though, and I decided to head inside for a rest while the shooting was quiet.
I was suddenly awakened by more gunshots, however, and went outside to find out what was going on. I found James and we saw a huge crowd down by the saloon so I walked over there cautiously, keeping a hand on my gun. Richie was in the middle of a stand off with someone I wasn't familiar with and I shook my head, frustrated. I knew that the more attention we gave the outlaws, the more they would keep coming back.
After a while I grew more curious and tried to get Ed to go out there and give me information, but he wouldn't do it. I flirted with James a bit to get him to go outside and find out what was going on so he did. Nell and Bravo came into the saloon, and then Tyler and then WhiteRose.
Finally James came in to tell me that Richie had been hit by a knife but that he would be okay and Amiville would have its Richie back soon enough. I was relieved to hear that the deputy mayor would be alright, and James promised me that everything was settled for now, but that Richie probably started something today and we wouldn't be seeing the end of the outlaws.
He ran out to catch the stage coach as he was helping Hans with it, and I decided to head home.
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