The Man On The Lamb

Looks like the Feds are hot on my trail. They finally figured out that it was actually me that shot that man in Reno, just to watch him die. I'm hoppin' a south-bound train, and with any luck I'll be able to befriend the hobos therein. It's much easier to have them like me, as opposed to taking them all out at once. If they stay alive, they can be eaten later.