It's a hot October afternoon in Pestilence. The day is Friday and it's been a relatively quiet week so far. On Tuesday, the Moller ranch had several cattle fall into a ravine. It took several men and a good bit of effort to get them out. Otherwise, things have been slow and peaceful.
Marshal Auren and Deputy Zyd are hanging out at the office. Deputy Cletus Derr has the day off. There is one jail inmate; Lazaro Guevara, a friendly chap but habitual drunk. He is doing time since last weekend, when in a drunken spree, he smashed several windows at the General Store.
Zyd is cleaning his revolvers. He looks up to swat at a fly buzzing around. "Think I might take off early, Marshal," he says. "Got plans to go hunting this weekend."
Just then, the door bursts in. It's Dolly Channing, the cute 9-year-old daughter of Sally Channing, one of the working ladies at the local hotel, the Velvet Palace. The little girl is in a yellow dress, but looks distraught and her eyes are full of tears. "Marshal, come quick," she blurts. "Mama's in trouble!"