Butch and the Preacher decided to pay your ranch a little visit. They’re probably shacked up in that big house right now, enjoying those stuck up bi...ches. I just wish I was there instead of here. I always wanted me a redhead.”The world slowed. My vision narrowed, and I could hear my heartbeat. I didn’t realize it, but my crew had their weapons in their hands, thinking about the women who had fed them, clothed them, taught them to dance. They were probably thinking of my daughters, their. .” A young woman who was clearly in her mid-twenties came up to him. Her hair was in a short red bob, contrasting with her naturally-tanned skin and brilliant, blue eyes. Her cup size was sitting at around a C-Cup but they were clearly being held up by a push-up bra, judging by the way they bounced around in her white tank top that had Cypher’s name bolded cross her breasts. Her waist was trimmed and her perky tight ass was cupped nicely in her denim miniskirt. Her long legs were showcased by. She wasn't drunk, but she was very high. Opening the door, she was surprised to see Joshua dressed in a pair of tight, fashionable Levies with suspenders, a European style shirt, collarless, with rolled up sleeves underneath. He looked young and energetic and she realized what a terrible state she must have been in that first night she'd met him. He hadn't looked half as carefree and handsome then."Joshua?" she asked, focusing her eyes more clearly."Yes, ma'm. That's me... Ertha said you were. "She is going to need a cart to move it. I doubt a horse will come near it from what I heard happened before when she had it on." She looked around a saw an empty handcart for hay bales by the stables. "That might work, if we can get the chest on it." Help me move that hand cart to the doors, it will help her when she gets it out of the building."By the time the two of them had the cart near the doors, they could hear shouting inside the lobby. "Stay down Trueshot, or the Healer there will have.