Snippet #2429106

Mayor Byron Chesterfield jolted in his seat, startled by the sudden entrance of the Dogs. He smiled over nervously at them, and fiddled with the brim of his hat as he quickly adjusted to their presence.

"Why, of course! I'd be more than happy to coordinate with the Watchdogs, madam." he declared, his forced smile cracking ever so slightly.

God have mercy on his soul. Dogs were in town. Dogs! He'd be lucky to escape this encounter alive...

"Well, Red Road isn't in the best of states at the moment. A lot of folks here have been spooked by the ranch attacks, of course; and the murder of Sheriff Coobs has everyone on edge." he babbled, praying desperately to God that he would prove useful to these dogmatic inquisitors.

"As for what I know of the attacks, well, not much, I'm afraid. I don't know much beyond what Sheriff Coobs informed me, and I'm sure Clarence has told you everything he and Mister Coobs uncovered about the attacks. I'm sorry I can't be much more help." he added, as a bead of sweat rolling down his forehead.