The sheriff walked to the bar.

"Howdy stranger."

"Pour you a drink sheriff?"

"Appreciate it."

He poured two drinks.

"Cheers."

The sheriff drank.

"You from 'round here, stranger?"

He shook his head.

"From outside Deadwood. Ever been there, Sheriff?"

The sheriff poured another drink.

"Once or twice. Chased a few horse thieves out that way once."

"Catch them?"

The sheriff shook his head.

"Naw. They disappeared."

The stranger poured another drink.

"So. You stay in Deadwood long?"

"You ask a lot of questions, stranger."

He put his glass on the counter.

"You ever hear of Cassie Williams."

Their eyes met.