Her hotel room.

Lisa went down to dinner. As she ate her meal she thought about where to spend the night. At an opposite table Alma and Virgil were sitting side by side.

Alma had her skirt pulled up to her thighs and her legs parted. Virgil had his right hand rubbing at the crotch of her underwear. Maybe they will get it out of their system by the time Lisa retired.

Lisa was joined at her table by Beth and Billy. Beth handed over $50.

"Whats this for?" Lisa asked looking at the money.

"We sold one of the horses you brought in." Beth told Lisa.

"Who to?" Lisa asked curiously.

"The guy who was staying here." Beth informed Lisa. "He gave us $200, then saddled up and rode out of town."

"Well, I guess thats one headache dealt with." Lisa said gratefull for the departure of the big city dude.

Lisa, Beth and Billy finished their meals and sat around idly chatting for sometime. Beth noticing how tired Lisa was brought things to an end. Beth led Billy away allowing Lisa to get some much needed sleep.

Lisa went up to her room and changed into her nightgown. She then slipped under the blanket and sheet on the bed.

Lisa was so tired that she was soon sleeping soundly. She never heard the Morgans once again fucking in the next room. She never heard the three hooded men creeping along the hall to her room.

Lisa awoke as the door to her room was battered aside. She rolled over to reach for her colt. In the doorway three revolvers began firing. Each gunman emptied his revolver.

Lisa was hit by multiple shots. Her bed was turned into a pool of blood. Lisa was dead before the gunmen had emptied their revolvers.