Arthur's Redemption [Red Dead Redemption 2]

Chapter 11: Rhodes

Hosea, Dutch and I had our fishing trip. I guess I remembered it a little different before. Now, all I see is Dutch's desperation and obsession with people doubting him.

We need to find some money soon, or this gang is going to fall apart. Hitting the bank in Valentine with Karen and Bill had been good money. Maybe there is something in the Rhodes bank, too. I'll have to start looking. I just need to keep Dutch away from those two families.

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"Come near me, sailor… and I will slice you up!"

Arthur was fortunately close enough to grab Sadie Adler by the waist and pull her knife-wielding arm away from Mr. Pearson. Right on time, too. The fire he missed was finally in her eyes, and she was turning into the fighter he remembered so fondly. Now, he just needed to direct her at someone that wasn't the camp cook.

"What is wrong with you two?" he said.

"I ain't chopping vegetables for a living?" Sadie yelled, throwing down the knife.

He didn't tease her this time, or call her Princess, he just looked at her and said, "Why don't I take you into town? Mr. Pearson, do you need anything?"

"Sure, here's my list. And could you post this letter for me while you're there?"

"Sure."

"So, I graduated from chopping vegetables to shopping?" Sadie asked as they drove out of camp.

"Takes more than robbing and killing to run a camp, you know."

"Look, Mr. Morgan. My husband and I shared the work. I can hunt, carry a gun, I worked in the fields. I can't be confined to camp no more."

"Alright, well first we are gonna start with shopping. After that, I'll take you hunting. You show that you can handle a gun, you can run with the men if you want."

Of course, Arthur knew he didn't need a hunting trip to know Sadie could handle herself, especially if this shopping trip ended with Lemoyne Raiders. Which, of course, it did.

Sadie handled herself just as fine as before, if not a little more unrefined than he had grown used to. "Are you gonna tell Dutch?" she asked as they rode back.

"Are you kidding?" he said. "He'll tell Hosea and I'll never leave camp again if he finds out I ended up in another gunfight so soon!"

They were both chuckling about that when he stopped their wagon next to Pearson's.

"Mrs. Adler, I would ride with you again, if you will ride with me," he said.

"Only if you think you can keep up!" she replied.

There was still a lot of light left in the day, so Arthur saddled Dakota and rode out to Calliga Hall. It was time to meet Beau. One of his goals this time around was to get those two kids out of Rhodes before their lives fell apart. Especially since he didn't plan to stick around this far east long enough to help them out of town.

Beau was just as strange as he remembered, but he accepted the letter with little resistance. Beau still insisted on paying him, and at this point, Arthur was grateful for any money.

Penelope was waiting at the gazebo, and he took the reply back to Beau, only to ride desperately to the town. Penelope stood with the signs amongst the cheering women.

"They will kill her for just being at one of these rallies!" a frantic Beau protested.

"If she wants to rally, you got to let her rally!" Arthur said, but he knew what he had to do. "Look, if it makes you feel better, I'll stick around and make sure things don't go bad."