Le Mystère du Boucher Bovin - Le premier jour, plus tard dans l'après-midi
Député Carter
Bureau du shérif, Maison des anges

Enfin, il a posé son stylo sur l'adjoint et s'est levé sur le porche du bureau du shérif. Toujours aucun signe d'Abraham qui à lui seul n'était pas une cause de préoccupation. En regardant le ciel, il a remarqué que le soleil commençait à se glisser vers l'horizon. C'était incroyable qu'il n'ait pas été appelé à régler une sorte de perturbation de la paix. Nul doute que les gens de la ville étaient sur leur meilleur comportement pour la plupart depuis qu'il allait y avoir un événement ce soir et personne ne voulait une soirée avec la grande majorité de Dieu peur des gens dans un seul endroit. Cela signifiait que tout le monde pouvait se réunir et se détendre et la grande majorité de ceux qui ne participaient pas à de telles fonctions étaient libres d'aller avec leur soirée de débauche libre de toute possibilité de jugement. C'était une pensée drôle mais les sociaux de l'église étaient une sorte de cessez-le-feu entre ceux que les chrétiens de Job surnommaient dégénérés et ceux qui aimaient leur boisson, la drogue, le jeu et la prostitution plus ouvertement.
Le dernier élément de sa liste de choses que les moins honnêtes apprécieraient ce soir a incité à l'action. Le père Marks a toujours adressé une invitation à la Maison des Anges. La plupart des gens l'ont considéré comme désagréable même si, à sa connaissance, aucune des filles à ce jour n'avait accepté. Henry n'était pas sûr que c'était parce que le propriétaire interdisait aux filles d'aller ou si les filles comprenaient l'importance de la soirée pour leur clientèle. Quoi qu'il en soit, Henry a toujours été le passage entre l'invitation et, en plus de cela, Elias a dû être officiellement averti que les choses étranges étaient au pied. Il y a environ un an, un methuselah, un vampire singulier de plusieurs siècles, est venu par Job et avait l'habitude de s'écraser sur le cou des putes et des sans-abri. Il était probablement préférable de s'assurer qu'Elias était conscient qu'il devrait être à l'affût de toute personne étrange ce soir. Non pas qu'Henry s'attendait sérieusement à ce qu'ils soient en danger, c'était juste que, même s'il n'avait aucune idée de ce qui se passait, il valait mieux tenir les personnes potentiellement vulnérables au courant.
Faire la marche en bas de la rue à l'avant de la maison des anges Henry s'est en acier et a pressé par la porte d'entrée. C'était toujours étrange d'être dans un tel endroit et ce n'était pas toujours une bonne idée pour lui d'y être vu étant donné qu'il était adjoint de la ville vingt-quatre heures par jour chaque jour de l'année et que fréquenter un tel établissement n'aurait pas l'air bon pour son caractère. Ce n'était vraiment pas qu'Henry pensait qu'il était au-dessus de telles choses, mais il avait besoin des gens de Job pour le respecter et trouver son caractère assez impeccable pour continuer à donner la loi.
S'ils savaient...
Pousser à travers la porte d'entrée Henry se tenait maladroitement dans le salon d'entrée de l'établissement. L'adjoint n'a jamais su quoi faire de lui-même ici alors qu'il n'avait pas été appelé à gérer un patron, un meurtre ou quelque chose d'autre lié à son travail. C'était différent, il était messager pour le révérend de la ville. Sans doute Pharrah le laisserait-il mijoter jusqu'à ce qu'Elias remarque ou jusqu'à ce que quelques-unes des filles aient essayé de le faire payer pour le temps. C'était tout un jeu pour la Madame et pas un jeu que Henry aimait particulièrement jouer. Toujours. Henry n'était dans sa maison que si souvent et c'était lui qui jouait selon les règles, peu importe s'il les aimait ou non.
Deputy Henry Logan Carter Jr.
Age: 37


Appearance
Once a well bred southern gentleman from the lower echelons of high society, Henry is a rather handsome individual under his almost always scruffy face and perpetual dour look. To complete this, when called, upon Henry is capable of turning on the fullness of his southern charms, however his line of work rarely necessitates such instances. Rounding out his facial features are a few scars left over from his time serving in the War of Northern Aggression.
Standing at a slightly taller than average height of five foot eleven inches Deputy Carter is a rather unassuming individual. While he lacks rippling muscles Henry sports the wiry muscles one gets from hard work, soldiering and scraping for a living. For those who have had either the pleasure or the shock of seeing Henry with his shirt off (Depends who you ask); Deputy Carter still sports the scars of his whipping which preceded his dishonorable discharge from the Confederate Army.
Occupation
Deputy Sheriff
Personality
Beneath Henry’s ragged exterior is a genuinely caring individual who takes the security and safety of Job to heart. To those who have stood across from Henry when he is forced to do his job they have found a cold unforgiving agent of the law. While Henry’s morals may waver from time to time; every act is an attempt at what many would call ‘the right thing’. No one knows if it's the result of Henry’s time in Job or perhaps his southern upbringing but Henry believes strongly in things like honor, duty, and doing the best one can do with the life one is given.
When the Deputy isn’t wearing his badge many refer to Henry as reserved; until he is a few glasses in. Henry possess a flair for the dramatic which manifests in his retelling of war stories, fables, native american myths, and fairy tales. Most would not paint Henry as the fatherly type from the way he appears when he is acting as Deputy, but no one can argue that Henry is anything but loving towards his adopted daughter Annabell. Like most things in Job, Henry can’t be described without painting with fine lines of grey.
History
Born on a cotton plantation in Georgia Henry grew up the youngest of five children: two girls and three boys. The Carter family was well enough off that they could afford private tutors for their children and the upbringing they received allowed them to exist in the ranks of the southern upper class. By the time the youngest Carter was twenty-two the south seceded from the northern states. Initially the youngest of the Carter boys decided that his family would be better served by him staying on the plantation to continue trying to maintain it during the war.
A year into the war on a trip to Virginia on behalf of his family Henry was destined to cross paths briefly with the soon to be Confederate General A.P. Hill. What transpired during their conversation is known only to Henry and the man who would one day be dubbed by his soldiers ‘Little Powell’. Shortly upon his return to the Georgia the youngest of the Carter children bid his parents and siblings a loving farewell for the last time and joined the confederate army.
Henry rarely speaks of it without liquor but he served as a scout for the Confederate army and saw combat on many occasions. Near the end of the war Henry had climbed the ranks and a year before the end of the war Henry saw something that would change him forever.
It is unclear what exactly Henry’s scouts came across, occasionally when Henry is truly in the bottom of a bottle he tells stories of a single man armed with a cavalry saber after sunset. At the time his scouts had thought that the man was a Union scout; however soon after they attempted to kill the scout the man killed six of Henry’s men before he fled the massacre. Shortly after returning to his commanders who did not believe Henry’s report the youngest Carter was drummed out of the Confederate army for cowardice, narrowly avoiding the firing line due to his lineage.
Knowing that he couldn’t return home Henry instead spent the last year of the war haunting the edge of conflicts looking for the answer as to what he had seen that fateful night. The answer finally found him three days before the battle of Sharpsville.
A necromancer had been feeding off the edges of the battles; raising corpses and creating her own personal army of undead confederate and union soldiers. One the eve of the final battle of the war Henry made his move in an attempt to kill the necromancer and find some sort of vengeance for the misery she had caused him. Henry failed to kill the necromancer but in his ambush he managed to wound her and drive her from the edge of the battlefield. As her zombies closed in around her, the necromancer leveled a curse meant to kill Henry. Instead the curse, for some unknown reason, killed Henry’s family slowly over the next year wiping them from existence one by one, until Henry was the only remaining child of the Carter family.
With the advent of Reconstruction, Henry moved on from his home in Georgia. Both of Henry’s brothers had survived the war but with the slow death of Henry’s family there was little left for him to return to. Given his status as a ‘coward’ for his action of fleeing an undead killing machine; Henry followed the beginning of the transcontinental railroad. Shortly thereafter Henry decided that working for the Union Pacific would be a better business decision.
While crossing through Nevada, Henry strayed from his course and instead of ending up in Carson City; weeks later he wandered into the mining town of Job. During his initial stay part of Job was besieged by a swarm of native american corpses risen from the dead from a burial site several miles outside of town. Some rather foolish miners had thought to search the graves for something of value and instead brought down a curse on themselves which forced the inhabitants of Job to have to fight for their life. Henry’s past experience with the undead ended up being critical to his survival. With the death of the current deputy during the fighting; Henry was offered a position as Deputy by the current Sheriff.
A few months into his time as the town's deputy; a poltergeist set the Whithers’ family home ablaze. No one is sure who the ghost was during life or why it targeted the family. The fire killed both of the parents of the Whithers family. Deputy Carter and a volunteer fire brigade arrived too late to save Jessie and Carl Whithers however Henry was able to save the daughter of Jessie and Carl: Annabell Whithers from the blaze along with the family’s cat, Leroy.
Soon thereafter the Jackson family offered to take in the young Annabell. After lengthy preparations on all parts Annabell was set to move in with the Jacksons. Two days before the move it became apparent that the young Miss Whithers would not be making the move to the Jackson household. During the preparations Deputy Carter had opened his home to Annabell and when it came time for her to move she was quite adamant that she would not be leaving her current caretaker. Following a standoff outside the room Annabell had locker herself in Henry finally offered to adopt the young girl with the agreement that the Jackson household would be her part time residence when he was away for any length of time.
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