Captain Cantrell and her crew were passing through the town on their way to Beth's house, on the other side of town when the would-be assassin was hurled from the balcony and fell to the street below, long since lifeless. Beth looked up and watched the stranger move back into the room, nodding slowly in approval.
"I say it's about time somebody got the filth worked up 'round here," she said in a low voice to her crew. They nodded their agreement and Beth turned to the tallest of the two men with her. "Eddie, spread the word we'll be in town for a couple of months and in need of something to do... preferably something that pays."
The big man nodded and split off from the group to do as ordered.