When you see a girl riding towards you with a gun in hand, a two men behind her, and that blood thursty look in her eyes, you don't know what's going to happen. The only thing you do know is that she's not selling girl scout cookies. Kit Ridenger was riding towards a stage coach with her gun pointed at the driver.
It only took one shot before he went down. The horses of the stage coach went ballistic and ran around tipping over the coach. A man crawled out of the door.
"What the hell do you think you are-" Then he noticed the body of his driver, limp on the ground and Kit's gun pointed at his chest.
"What do you want?" The man said with a thick english accent. Kit smiled and walked away with his treasure and left him for dead in the hot dessert, never to be found again.
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