Rumors that Georgia's about to make a move for Texas's Job

Texas held her hands together, the Weasel scowling as she scanned the reports sitting on her desk. Yesterday April had taken some reports from some concerned townsfolk while Texas was busy fighting off Smiling Jacks from stealing another cattle herd, and reading them over, it was not good news. Apparently her former deputy, Georgia, had been overheard by these townsfolk, and they heard the mare talking about 'Finally getting the job that rat stole from under her'. These townsfolk then talk to other townsfolk, and rumors were soon beginning to go around that Georgia was going to once again try and take Texas's job, possibly demoting Texas to a seat-cushion, or something much worse.

The weasel took a deep breath before pushing herself up from her desk, and walked over to grab her gun and her badge. The Weasel gave a final adjustment to her hat before she walked out of her office and down the steps onto the sands of Gold Springs. If Georgia really was going to try something, then it was best that Texas bring her in before she could do anything. A strong offense is a good defense after all, Texas reckoned. Now the question was...