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Earth: Alleghany County, NC - Current Day: “DeWayne Davis, you’d better get your butt out of here before I load it full of lead,” Delilah Rosewater swore, pointing the empty shotgun at the small-town lawyer from West Jefferson. “Now, Delilah, you can’t go pointing guns at people,” DeWayne sputtered defensively as he raised his hands and stumbled back down the uneven steps of the large wooden farmhouse. “I’ve got legitimate business here.” Delilah nodded at the small sign nailed to the railing of the front porch. “For a lawyer, you sure don’t know how to read very well. The sign says ‘No Soliciting’. That means you, DeWayne,” she said, taking another step across the worn front porch. “I’ve been authorized to make you an offer, Delilah. I know how much this house and property means to yo