Murphy R. Gunderson, a.k.a. Charles Wonderwirth, a.k.a. Ignatius Sullivan…and, most recently, a.k.a. Liam Silverton has recently run into a spot of trouble. A periodically successful card player, his luck seems to have run out. It would seem a stately elderly fellow in Boston took offense to our gentleman card player’s abilities and has since used his ties to local law enforcement to make “Liam’s” life endlessly diverting. After weeks of running, Liam believed he had found sanctuary in a small town in Virginia, but the remarkably pious locals decided that some of his activities could be characterized as “demonic.” So, Liam now finds himself mere hours ahead of professionally wielded pitchforks and a date with a bonfire.
He has decided to flee to the West where the lawmen and the morals are less common. Fortunately, family always has to take you in, so after a brief respite visiting relations in the happening town of Ft. Smith, AR, Liam plans to strike out with little more than the clothes on his back, the pistol under his quite dapper jacket, the deck of cards he habitually shuffles from hand to hand, and his poorly affected British accent.