What people believed and what the US Government believed was very often at odds and for all the wild west vibe that people got off him and his hat, Raylan was beholden to the Marshals Service and most of the rules they followed. It was half of the power hammer he wielded.

"My daddy." He wasn't going to elaborate on why he called Arlo by his first name; he was sure a smart guy like Doc could figure it out.

"Where's this serial killer question comin' from?" His brow pinched a little as he focused on Doc's bent shoulders.