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The people of Casa Blanco talk about Claude McAvoy, their just deputy who happened to have an outlaw for a cousin. People didn’t talk about Claude McAvoy, the scam artist who may or may not have blood on his hands, for they didn’t know of him. Claude McAvoy, Terrence’s partner in crime since childhood. The two came to an arrangement in their teens, where ever Terrence had a target in mind or a heist planned Claude would play the part of the officer trying to catch him. Whenever Terrence would split town Claude would shortly follow and they’d split what they got. Sometimes, if they were confident enough in the police’s incompetence, he would join a heist himself. Family bonding, as Terrence put it. He enjoyed being behind the mask, stealing from the rich and all.
He also enjoyed being a bit of a flirt when he could afford to, had gotten himself a handful of boyfriends over the years. In his defense, Terrence was the same way with girls normally. Casa Blanco was just their current spot, definitely the one they’ve stayed in the longest though. He had managed to work his way up to deputy and Terrence had finally found the girl he wanted to settle down with. He wished he could find a boy to settle down with, but that’s illegal and he doesn’t particularly want to go on down to the gallows. That isn’t to say there isn’t a boy he wants, there almost always is. A farmhand he sees around town sometimes, tall and lanky, the nervous type. Can’t seem to catch his name though, always just “that farmhand” or “wannabe poet”. Claude personally would love to hear some of it. They had a few conversations, mostly because he was the farm hand on Whitehouse’s farm.
That was why the cousins were in town afterall, to con the man who owned half of it and ran all of it. Truly a corrupt man, truly their favorite type of target. Neither of them were really picky on who they conned, they did it for a living after all, but there’s a special sort of satisfaction that comes with conning who truly had it coming. And Whitehouse had it coming, it only became more and more clear each day they stayed in town.