Flint realised the situation was turning sour and wasn't one to stick around. He didn't care about the money, he could win that much in a good poker game for all he cared, and it wasn't worth taking a bullet for anyway. Flint slowly got up "I will go check on Taffy..." He gave the excuse as he began to leave "Try not to get to many blood stains on the counter" He remarked as he left to go find where Taffy was.
He exited the pump house and was about to turn towards Taffy's until he noticed someone in the street. Just ahead of the main entrance, rummaging around a persons body. At the distance Flint was from them he wasn't sure what they where doing, but it didn't seem like they where looting the corpse. The movements where to soft and caring. Flint began to walk over, he put his hand in his jacket and removed the large revolver from within. Checking the chamber to find it empty. He emptied pockets and loaded it with the last two rounds of ammunition he had. The stranger seemed pretty occupied with the body and so Flint walked until he was a few paces beside the stranger. The stranger was a woman and she was frantically bandaging the half dead man in front of her. Flint pulled back the hammer on his revolver the sound of grating metal and pins locking into place as the cylinder rotated and the hammer clicked backwards. "I hate to come off as a pain but could you show me your hands." Flint said calmly.