Her body crumpled to the floor like a discarded bag of potato chips. I turned around and walked out of the club, not wanting to deal with any soldiers that might be about.

“Hey mister! Ya just can’t leave her there!” a man yelled after me.

“Watch me,” I replied coldly and turned the corner. Sheep, all of them. These people were the worthless dregs of society, the sweltering underbelly of a more prosperous and civilized world on the top plate.

I headed for the bar to check my mark again. The wooden floorboards creaked under my heavy step. A sexy but wary barmaid watched me as I went to the bounty postings.

“Hey, you there, gotta question for ya,” I yelled to her.