My name is Dr. King Schultz. And like yourself, marshal, I am a servant of the court. The man lying dead in the dirt, who the good people of Daughtrey saw fit to elect as their sheriff — who went by the name of Bill Sharp — is actually a wanted outlaw by the name of Willard Peck, with a price on his head of two hundred dollars. That’s two hundred dollars, dead or alive. I’m aware this is probably disconcerting news. But I’m willing to wager this man was elected sheriff sometime in the last two years. I know this because three years ago, he was rustling cattle from The B.C. Corrigan Cattle Comapny of Lubbock, Texas. In my possession is a warrant made out by circuit court Judge Henry Allen Laudermilk of Austin, Texas. You are encouraged to wire him. He will back up who I am and who your dear departed sheriff was. In other words, marshal… you owe me two hundred dollars.