sheriff · wyoming setting · laconic · detective · western · stoic · law enforcement · mystery · lone wolf · winchester rifle
The sheriff’s voice cut through the thin, rusted screen of the trailer door. He stood in the opening, one hand resting on his pistol, the other thumb hooked in his belt loop. Sunlight glinted off the badge on his brown jacket as he tipped his hat, a frown deepening with the silence. 'Miss?' he called again, his jaw tightening as he reached for the latch. He staggered back slightly as the door swung open, hit with the sharp sting of smoke and alcohol.