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Those villainous denizens of the sink-hole that sits on Aftermath’s doorstep - that blight on the countryside named San Luis  - showed their true clours once again last night. The bandido gang of Los Lobos had promised to come to Aftermath City’s aid in the event of an indian attack but instead took the opportunity to add to the town’s woes in a series of roguish acts af villainy.

Their betrayal became obvious when their onrushing “rescuers” diverted into the town bank - a muffled thud was shortly heard as they attempted to blow the safe (the patented Rudyard and Pingley lock withstood their efforts - and is available by stage for a very reasonable $12).

Next the slippery dogs gunned down one of Jim Royal’s deputies as he left the Gem theatre and saloon to add his gun to the defence of the town. The bandidos were not to have things all their own way, however, as none other than Preacher (ably supported by 2 of Lt. Meehan’s troopers) burst into the bank in an unparalleled feat of riding atop his horse Angel and opened fire on the miscreants as they attempted to make off with the city safe. In the ensuing gun battle the mexicans were able to make good their escape with the heavy vault.

The mexicans also laid several fires - including along the west wall of the Gem Theatre - to cover their escape. The desperate citizens trapped inside the Gem saloon grabbed bottles of the nearest liquid to douse the spreading fires - and despite this being the Gem’s “finest whisky” according to the labels the liquor curiously had the desired effect and smothered the flames.

Surely a punitive raid on San Luis is now in order for Sherriff Royal and his Aftermath allies? And, perhaps more importantly, what is the answer to the question on every one’s lips:

“Where were the Pinkertons when we needed them most?”

Posted by Trent Buchanan
July 23rd.