"Well where should we start how about the saloon, Maybe I can find answers there"

Matt begins to shuffle a bit down the hill from the house but manages to get down it with out falling over like an idiot in front of his is a cracked down road that has not been painted within years and a beat up old pick up truck that was rusted by has bits of black on it, but had no wheels.

"Well this is a nice town has some sights not good but some"

As he passes the truck to his left was the general store and a bit to the right was the saloon he was heading to, on the front porch was an old African american man with a black beard,tan cowboy hat,dirty t-shirt with a leather vest on top, jeans, and old dress shoes.

"Um sir can you tell me, have you seen a man in a suit that has two men next to his side" - Matt

"Why I think I have before they were mean folks who didn't have time to chat and got to the point" - Man

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"Thanks..... What's your name" - Matt

"The name's Mike" - Man

"Thanks and do you happen to know anyone here who can teach a person to shoot" - Matt

"Why yes there is an Lady inside this very saloon who loves to teach new comers" - Mike

"Thanks"- Matt

"Your welcome young man" - Mike

Matt very happy rams inside with out knocking and a room a waits him, inside that very room was a pool table, jukebox and a few posters hanging up, to Matt's left was the actual saloon there had a few booths and a bar as he leans around the corner he notices the bar tender which a female, a man wasted at the bar, and a lady sitting in a both

He decided it was time.

To be contuined....

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