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Bornes gave a sideways glare to the person near him from his sunglasses. This other guy was pale, had a devil tail, long hair, and a cowboy hat. What kind of person was this, again?

Garrison had hired them both. Garrison had needed a certain person "taken care of" and he had extra money to spend. So he went and hired two people instead of one. A well known tracker, Jayce Reinhardt, and a comparatively lesser-known mercenary with a skill for sniping, Quatre Bornes.

Garrison had told them the target and let them do their thing, but Jayce had taken one look at Bornes's red shirt, black sleeves, canine tail, and grey hair before making some snide remark only a cowboy would say.
"Did you put your spurs on backwards, boy?"

Bornes didn't like the guy. It was 2010, not 1020. Who the ******** wanted to be a cowboy?

"Listen," Bornes stated, his voice grated from obsessive tobacco use and torn vocal chords, "I can do this by myself. Tracking and killing, so just leave it to me."

"No thanks," the cowboy sputtered, his voice smoother than a tenor Sax on Blues night. "I believe you've me confused for an idiot."

The black tail swayed from side to side as Jayce walked over to his motorcycle, which was the same brand as Bornes's, albeit a lot more dirty looking, and pulled out a weird looking gun from a saddlebag. He cocked it and pointed it to Bornes, who creased his eyebrows in confusion.

"Don't follow. I'll get the reward for myself."
He flipped the gun in some show-offy manner into a holster on his belt and got on his cycle, starting it up.

"It's not a race," Bornes began to say, but Jayce began to rev up the engine, drowning out the other's voice. "We both get paid either way!"

"I'm sorry? I can't hear you greenhorn!!" The cowboy flipped the kickstand with his brown boot and drove off, caking the dog hybrid with dust and grime.

He grimaced, trying to wipe it off himself.
"That little ********," he grumbled. He hastily hopped onto his own Kawasaki and sped after the older demon.

They may be both getting paid, but Bornes was sure as hell he wasn't going to lose to this d**k.