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"You say that as if you have no respect," Liz joked, recognizing the voice.
The door to the stagecoach opened and a man appeared.
"Well, vampires are not my favouritist people in the world."
The man looked at Valentin.
"Hello, Doc."
Valentin nodded.
"Bob."
"Well, human aren't my favourite people, either," Liz chuckled.
"Unless they do my bidding."
"Well you know that ain't happenin'"
Carob Bob looked at the other man in the stagecoach.
"And who might this unfortunate soul be?"
"Liem Hellzing," the man said.
Bob laughed, recognizing the name.
"Well, I'd say you were in the wrong company."
He looked at the man's bound hands and feet.
"And not too welcome either."
Bob put the rifle by his side and stepped back outside the stagecoach.
Liz's driver and two guards were standing near the stagecoach, hands high in the air. Jesse and Frank James, pistols were drawn, guarding them.
Liz smiled.
"Frank."
Frank tipped his hat.
"Morning Liz."
Liz looked very surprised.
"Jesse?"
Jesse smiled.
"In the flesh, Liz. Kinda."
Liz looked at her men.
"Put your hands down."
Frank and Jesse holstered their guns as they dismounted.
"What brings you, men, out here?" Valentin wondered.
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