I'm having my usual lie in while the others are being all productive.
I get up, grab some grub. We are looking for this Lacy guy.
Meanwhile, a asian comes in on a steam wagon. The Marshal takes a disliking to him (Snakeoil!). Smashing the stock. The deputies beat the man up.
TheColonel asks a question but the Sheriff tells him to mind his own business.
QuiLongWang Asks if there is a problem. Sheriff is belligerent.
Small dicks are mentioned.
I get a drink.
Asking around about Lacy. He normally stays across from the saloon, but he's late. Telegraph that he will be in tomorrow morning.
EmmaSchneider gets a letter from SilasWanamaker (mayor of SundownTown). He wants our help. Want's to meet outside town. At the Wanamaker Mansion.
We go to see the Mayor.
He wants our help. Invites us to some gambling tonight.
I do some gambling. Hear some rumors. I tell them to TheColonel.
TheColonel and QuiLongWang discus Pinkerton Ninjas.
EmmaSchneider tries to talk to Showboat.
People who've disappeared:
PierreLaFontaine: Small, weaselly looking dude. Runs/owns the SunsetArms hotel.
From New York. Jewish. Gambler. Running from some legal trouble. He was always looking at a book, and keeping it hidden.
My story: I owe Elias a debt and I need to go through his things to find the deed to settle the debt.
PierreLaFontaine charges his remaining rent ($20) and gives me everything.
We inspect his things in my room.
We go to the Wanamaker Mansion.
Refreshments. Only some of us play. Servants seem surly (it's the deputies).
We play until midnight. Nothing really strange happens. Although I think Mr. Silas is a better player than he lets on.
We retire to the SunsetArms. TheColonel slips away.