Micah

“There they are!” Charles muttered looking through his binoculars and passing them to me, I focused on Dutch who was sat there trying to feed Mary who refused it instead held herself; bruised, cut and pale. “Come on Mary eat something, you aren’t helping anyone’s by not!” she looked at him before looking away turned around, “Look I know...no I don’t, we acted like animals...no we acted worse but...” he acknowledged he made no progress so putting the bowl down sighed, “I am sorry for what happened...if it wasn’t like this it wouldn’t have happened!” Mary looked at him before shaking her head spoke, “You are criminals in a world that doesn’t want any!” Micah slapped her before getting up spoke, “obviously I am going to have to discipline you again! But first a piss” he got up and walking to outside the camp growled seeing the horses hitched in the corner, “Dutch we have a problem!” Charles yelled and throwing Micah down pulled his gun out to shoot Micah in the hand as he pulled Micah’s gun away, Dutch didn’t hang around her grabbed Mary who smiled seeing me run towards him and pulling Mary onto the horse using her to block his body I growled grabbing my rifle laying several shots into the horse as he fled, leaving Micah to be taken down by a kick from Sadie. “Guys lets calm down a minute!” he laughed but being met by me punching him I yelled, “It isn’t enough to kill people but now you **** Mary for me doing my job!” John hit him in the face with his rifle butt whilst I stabbed him in the knee, “James she is nothing but a fucking whore all of them are!” I headbutted him before responding, “No you see them as such, no one else does!” he laughed before being hit in the face again fell to the ground ****, “John want to earn people’s forgiveness? You go with Charles and take him to the cells, any trouble and hit him again with your rifle! Charles take the wagon and load the money and valuables onto it, take the secret road, it’s less busy! Sadie, let’s find Dutch!” she nodded and getting on saw the blood from the horse spoke, “That’s why?” “It helped but I was aiming to knock Dutch off it, anyway let’s get out of here!” she nodded adjusting her hat rode forward along the blood trial and as we got further away from the original scene it grew ever more clearer that the horse was dying. “There, theres his horse!” I stopped the horse and seeing the bloody boot prints looked across the landscape, “There in the nearby town, they have to be!” and whipping my reigns sped off down dusty path, we were almost there.