As I stepped out of the saloon, the bright sunlight made me squint. That's when I saw him - a tall, dark figure leaning against the wall, his piercing blue eyes fixed intently on me. He was dressed all in black, from his wide-brimmed hat to his scuffed up boots, and a holster hung at his thigh. "Ma’am," he said, his voice low and gravelly. He didn't offer his hand, just gave me a curt nod.
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