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"𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐞,
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭."
✬「☁️」✬
Dutch turned away from the men and made his way out of his tent and over to the rest of the camp members.
Maisie caught his eye as she shivered with fear. The worry on her face was as clear as day in the light of the fire. Sean stood afar, concerned for the girl.
Dutch made his way over to her and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder.
"We'll find her Maisie. You have my word," The leader said with a sincere tone.
Maisie jumped up and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. "Please- please bring her back!" Maisie cried out, tears falling from her eyes.
Dutch stood in shock for a second from the sudden response from the young girl. He wrapped his arms around her and patted her back.
Maisie slowly pushed away from Dutch and rushed over to Sean, crying out the rest of her tears.
Dutch balled his fist, his face turned red and you could practically see the smoke coming out of his ears. He stomped over to his tent where the men were waiting for orders from him.
Hosea immediately noticed Dutches pissed off manner and whispered a warning to everyone.
Dutch moved to the middle of the crowd and looked around his fellow camp members. He looked to John and could feel the anger steaming from him.
"Okay gentlemen," The leader began, his voice rough. "We are finding that girl and getting her out of whatever the hell she's in."
Dutch turned to John and gave him a comforting expression. John nodded to him and Dutch continued to direct everyone.
As Dutch was yelling orders to everyone, Arthur pulled John to the side.
"Yeah, Arthur?" John asked, impatiently.
"I know where she is, but you ain't gonna be happy." Arthur took a warning step back and prepared to tell John. "The, uh, O' Driscolls took her.."
To Arthur's surprise, John didn't blow up. His facial expression was blank but the anger in his eyes were growing.
John slowly turned on his heel, took a few steps away from Arthur, and yelled at the top of his lungs.
"Are you fucking kidding me!" The angered man yelled, throwing things, acting in anger. He didnt calm down until Hosea came over and forced him to sit down.
"We are going to get her back, John." Hosea said with an impatient but calm voice.
Dutch saw how worked up the young man was and rushed over to the three men. Hosea moved away from John as Dutch went to stand in front of him.
