 Vivian blushes, stamps her foot, and swallows. She sets her chin. "I'm the new Sheriff of Avalon - and my guns are at my hips, you masher." He smirks. "Don't give me that. Avalon is a myth."
She stares back. "You must be the one they cal Val Sedgwick. I've got a warrant for your arrest - Hands up!"
She edges closer. "Where were you on the evening of February 14th?" "I... I..." "I'll tell you where you weren't. Ryder waited all night for you. You broke her heart!"
Val blinks. "You can't arrest..." He looks at the gun barrel.
"New to this line of work, Missy?"
Val shudders. His shoulders slump.
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"What the..."
Vivian curls her lip. "Hunh, they said you'd be tougher than this."
He knocks her Colt .45 from her grasp. Vivian gasps as he grabs her about the waist.
She recovers her .45. "Get off me, Sedgwick - NOW!"
Vivian jerks the chain. "Don't know what Ryder sees in you. Soren, Queen of Tarn, will hear your case."
