Chapter 21
by 
Damos
What's next?
Stand off
“Dutch Van Der Linde!” my voice growled and hopping off the horse shot gun in hand was joined by Sadie who also clutched her rifle. “Well done James you found me son!” “Cut the crap Dutch hand me Mary and we can a shootout or I can give you a five minute headstart before chasing you!” “Mary?” he smiled holding his gun up to her head before smiling spoke, “James! I will give you Mary if you let me go!” “I can’t do that Dutch, someone has to put you down! After what you did to her it’s the least I can do!” “It was all and misunderstanding son! It was Micah’s idea!” “Look at her Dutch, you ruined the only good thing that came out of this gang, Mary was sweet and innocent, no harm to anyone; she even looked after you when you had a fever despite you hating me! Now look at her: scarred, bruised, emotionless, traumatised from it, she is pale and hasn’t looked like she has ate or slept in days; I plead with you to let her go!” he looked at the woman who stood there silent before putting his gun out at me spoke, “Back, now!” “If you have to shoot someone shoot me, let her go!” I looked at Mary who stopped and looking at me she...
