In 1899, rumors in the saloons began to circulate about a notorious troublemaker resurfacing to wreak havoc once more. This dishonorable and wild gunslinger was related by blood to the infamous Black Belle.
News of this spread quickly from Valentine...
By 1914, Y/N Colter-Marston had stirred up enough trouble to catch Edgar Ross's attention once more. Hell, she'd probably built a gang that made even Colm and Dutch look like a Sunday school class in the eyes of the law. All driven by a fierce hatred for the system that had shattered her perfect life. But what few knew was that this ruckus was merely a cover for her intricate scheme.
Y/N stepped into Black Belle's cabin, her heart set on revenge. She burned with the desire to avenge John Marston, but as the years wore on, she realized she didn't have it in her. The truth was, her will to live had grown weak in the absence of John. So, her next move—one that no soul, not even her mother, could suspect—was to vanish without a trace.
"Take a gander at these, Agent Ross," the officer said, dropping a stack of photographs onto the detective's desk with a thud.
"What's this, Mister Black?" Edgar Ross asked, leaning forward as he picked up the images. He scrutinized each photograph, studying them as if they held the secrets to the universe.
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"That's..." the agent began, his voice trailing off as he scrutinized the image.
"That's the Golden Cobra, Sir. The daughter of Black Belle. Folks 'round Spider Gorge have been sayin' there's a whole pack of armed, wild outlaws on the loose, stirrin' up trouble and whatnot. The Colter gang..."
"The Colter gang's been more of a thorn in our side these past few years than ever before. It was easier when they were... disbanded," Ross replied, his brow furrowed.
"Sir, the Colter gang's been quiet for over 15 years. Now Y/N Colter shows up and gets 'em all riled up again."
"She's always had a knack for that. Tell me, where were these photos taken?" the agent inquired, neatly stacking the photographs.
"At the Strawberry Horse Festival, Sir. Our informant, Jude Spark, snapped those shots. She's been runnin' with Colter for over a year now," the officer explained to Ross.
"Jude Spark? And when were these taken?"
"Just two weeks back. Miss Spark claims Y/N Colter was there to buy herself a new horse, but Jude noticed Y/N had no intention of settlin' up for the mount. The woman's been more on edge than usual; she suspects there's a rat in their midst but can't quite put her finger on Miss Spark just yet."
