Tigerjaw
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Arizona, 1887
Cole Matthews stepped of the train. His feets and hands was secured with iron shackles. He staggered down the ramp with his escort guarding him with Winchester rifles in their hands. The two guards pushed him on, using threats to keep him going. Cole just smiled at them. His contempt showed what he thought of their empty threats. He knew they needed him alive. Otherwise they would have left him in prison where he spent the last year and a half. He had no idea what they needed him for but it must be important. The only thing the warden said was that if he did well he would never have to come back.
Cole was now 28 years old and did not look forward to spend more years in prison. He walked as fast as he could with the shackles holding his ancles together. It wasn´t fast but eventually he stopped in front of the impressive figure of a man in his late fourties. Cole raised his head and looked the other man in his eyes.
"So... You are Cole Matthews i presume? the famous bankrobber." The voice was dark and commanding. "Of course you are, otherwise you would not be here." His smile was completely humourless. "I am Connor Donovan. The most influencial banker in the state of Arizona. You are here to make me happy. In return i will make you happy. If you like that deal we will get along well." Connor looked at the guards and waved them of. They obliged without question.
When the two men was alone Connor turns to Cole again. "If you don´t like the deal it is a one way ticket back to prison on your part. With no chance to get out until you are 80."
Cole let all his distaste of the older man show in his face. "What i need to do?"
"One simple thing Mister Matthews. You will rob my bank." this time his smile showed some sense of humour.
Arizona, 1887
Cole Matthews stepped of the train. His feets and hands was secured with iron shackles. He staggered down the ramp with his escort guarding him with Winchester rifles in their hands. The two guards pushed him on, using threats to keep him going. Cole just smiled at them. His contempt showed what he thought of their empty threats. He knew they needed him alive. Otherwise they would have left him in prison where he spent the last year and a half. He had no idea what they needed him for but it must be important. The only thing the warden said was that if he did well he would never have to come back.
Cole was now 28 years old and did not look forward to spend more years in prison. He walked as fast as he could with the shackles holding his ancles together. It wasn´t fast but eventually he stopped in front of the impressive figure of a man in his late fourties. Cole raised his head and looked the other man in his eyes.
"So... You are Cole Matthews i presume? the famous bankrobber." The voice was dark and commanding. "Of course you are, otherwise you would not be here." His smile was completely humourless. "I am Connor Donovan. The most influencial banker in the state of Arizona. You are here to make me happy. In return i will make you happy. If you like that deal we will get along well." Connor looked at the guards and waved them of. They obliged without question.
When the two men was alone Connor turns to Cole again. "If you don´t like the deal it is a one way ticket back to prison on your part. With no chance to get out until you are 80."
Cole let all his distaste of the older man show in his face. "What i need to do?"
"One simple thing Mister Matthews. You will rob my bank." this time his smile showed some sense of humour.
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