Suerte
"Yeah your right," Suerte said, looking down on the spider from atop the horse, her gaze appearing condescending. However, she descended from atop the horse, landing right next to Justice. "I am so edgy I have a bullet that can cut you in half."
That mechanical noise filled the air as Suerte grabbed hold of one of her twin pistols from her holster. With her free arm, she sandwiched those big arms in between her bigger breasts, running her hand along his chest. It was strange. She heard that line from Vanilla too, but she wasn't ready to trust in it. After all, it made sense a succubus sex worker would be ok with everything, but a fellow cowboy? The sadness that weighed so heavily on her lifted.
Unfortunately, her panties were a little wet.
She stared down at the boy, pointing the gun at his forehead. "I've said it once and i'll say it again. How about you put your faith in us? I don't care what the organization is, we will discover the killer and I will kill the killer. But if you can't be honest and helpful, its going to get us in trouble."
She grabbed a handful of Justice's top within her palms. "If he doesn't want to help, I don't mind putting a hole in him and taking you over his corpse..... I think I owe you a reward for being so patient with me...."
Really, she just wanted to say thank you.