The Sector Page #2

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How've you been?

I need to talk to you.

Well, I'm a real busy right now.

It won't take long.

What do you want?

I'm after a mark.

You never change do you?

You haven't shown your face in

almost a year and when you do

it's about some bounty

you're after. Go to hell.

Wait. Who did that to you?

It's not really your problem is it?

That's fair. Listen.

I'm working on something big.

Real big. And when I'm done

the Union is gonna pay

me enough gold prime so we

can get the hell outta here and

go wherever we wanna go.

Dresher, I'd really

like to believe you, but

you're just like all the rest.

You're all promise. Nothing else.

I don't want this for you.

I never did.

Right now I need your help.

You know everybody that comes

through these parts.

Who are you looking for?

This guy.

The guy's name is Anson.

Has he been here?

Bout a week ago.

He and his boys showed up drunk as hell.

Beat on all the girls here.

Paid well but they

weren't exactly worth the trouble.

You're telling me Anson did this?

No. Anson was strange

but he wasn't hostile.

He spoke of things. Odd things.

Something about going home.

The guy gave me the creeps.

He did his business and he left.

So he um...

Yes, me and him cause

that's what I do remember?

I remember.

Alright, I need to know

where they were going.

He said something about Maker's Point.

That's all I know.

Maker's Point.

That's The Badlands.

What the hell would he want there?

I don't know and I don't care.

Well whaddya know.

The bounty hunter returns.

Hey you can have a shot at her,

but I will be back later

at night, so do yourself a favor.

Don't be here.

Take it easy on her hot pants.

Dresher, what you said

about this being your last

job and coming back for me,

if you don't come through

you're not welcome here anymore.

You got a problem?

Yeah. I do.

Don't shoot. Don't suppose

you got any petrol?

Sorry hun. Fresh out.

That's too bad.

Selling anything?

Got some water.

Good.

Purified. Seventy percent.

You like gold?

You bet. Where you heading?

Maker's Point.

Hate to break it to you

but life expectancy

out there is slim to none.

Hmmm.

You a lawman?

Chaser.

Second one I've seen today.

No sh*t?

Bought the last bit of my gasoline.

Ma'am.

Hey, what about your bike?

Keep it.

Is that you bounty hunter?

We know where you are now.

I can send a couple of my boys

out there and root you out.

So I take it you're Dresher.

We picked up your scent fifty miles ago.

You want a drink?

Call off your dogs Anson.

I'm taking you back to the Union.

Piss off Dresher.

Anson is mine.

You chasers. Ya know you are

all the same. Now let's get down to

it. Drop your gun or

we'll fill you full of holes.

Once more, lose the piece. Shoot him.

How much is the Union

offering for my head?

I mean it's gotta be a lot. Why else

would you travel out

to this little paradise?

It's good enough.

So you really believe

these bureaucratic morons

are gonna pay your freight don't you?

Listen brother I don't know you

but based on your reputation

I figured you for smarter than that.

You do know me.

I mean to me you're just

another human garbage collector

doing a job nobody else wants

to do. Which brings up an

interesting question.

Why do you do what you do?

Following some kind of code?

Is it revenge? Redemption?

I like to see a**holes like you

get what's coming to 'em.

No you're a pawn.

That's the truth of it.

You're a pawn taking orders

from the same guys

who created this mess.

This beautiful cesspool

we wake up to everyday.

You're fighting on the

wrong side brother.

It's a on the losing cause,

you don't even know it.

Why don't you just cut him down.

I swear, I won't kill you. At least,

not right now anyway.

Counter offer. You both die.

How about I string you

up next to your buddy.

Two noblemen side by side till the end.

How's that suit you?

Hang him.

Those ropes ain't gonna

hold much longer.

I know It's not.

What the hell were you thinking?

I was trying to save your ass.

Giving up your weapons like that.

Did Shamrock send you out here?

Of course he did. What do you

think I'm out here on vacation?

I'm gonna kill that son of a b*tch.

No disrespect Dresher, but

I don't think you're gonna

get that chance.

Don't take this personal Dresher,

but doing what we do,

ya gotta look out for

number one. So maybe

I'll see you again sometime.

Maybe. Maybe not.

Well...

Who are you?

How ya feeling?

Where am I?

You're safe. You're in a barn

outside my home. I'm Stillwell.

Who's this?

It's okay. Kyra's

been watching over you.

How long I've been here?

Too long.

You've been here for several days.

You're wounds were extreme.

All you need right now is rest.

But you can't do it here.

Girl's got a secret.

Okay... excuse us

for a moment. Come here.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

He is a Union affiliated bounty hunter.

I don't think I have

to tell you the kind of

trouble he can bring down on us.

We're on our own out here

and if we keep going the

way we are we're not gonna last.

Now you know that

and I know that. He could prove, useful.

Now have I ever given you

a reason not to trust me?

Why do you think he would wanna help us?

You're up.

What's all this?

This is just salvaged computer parts.

Much of it excavated

from the prison mines.

Some of it can be refurbished with work.

I didn't think any

of this existed anymore.

The Union might consider it contraband.

Well the Union doesn't

have to know, do they?

I don't know. Do they?

Take it easy friend.

I'm just a scavenger trying to

survive just like everyone else.

Some of these parts still fetch

a price on the barter trades.

Piracy. The Union

definitely frowns on that.

Why don't you bring us in?

I'm obliged for what you

did for me so I guess

I'll collect my things and be on my way.

You're in no condition to move on.

Now you stay right here with us.

Come inside. I'll bet you're hungry.

How long you been a chaser?

Umm... long as I can remember.

So you were chasing a bounty

just before I found you.

Who're you after?

It's a man by the name of John Anson.

We've heard of him.

What'd you hear?

I've had a run in with

a couple members of his gang,

a while back. As far as I'm concerned,

he's just another

madman with a blood lust.

He'll get what's coming to him.

Yes he will.

Must have a pretty

big price on his head.

It is all you chasers care

about right? The money.

No the Union's

been trying to lock him up.

I tracked him to Maker's Point.

Another chaser found him first.

The Union. It's funny isn't it.

Even in this climate politics

remain and they expect

law and order to exist.

And what if it

didn't exist? What then?

We'll drive you to

Grover Flats in the morning.

I'm sure you can find

your way back to Union City

from there.

That's a... ghost town.

Well, they prefer the Union to think

of it that way. It's getting late.

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