The lost spark in your eyes //RDR2 // Arthur Morgan

Chapter 10

"Where is my goddamn son, Dutch Van der Linde?"

Arthur and Katie looked at each other in confusion and followed Abigail into the center of camp, where Dutch stood near his tent. The Gang leader seemed to be as confused as Abigail about the boy and raised his hands in a manner to calm down the worried mother when she walked up to him.

"Have you guys seen the boy, Jack?" He asked the couple as he noticed them trailing behind Abigail. Not being able to answer because of Abigails worried rambling, they were only able to shook their heads.

"Where is he? Where is my son? They took them, didn't they? They took my son !" Not paying any more attention to Dutch, Abigail now stood in front of Arthur and Katie, talking directly to them. The both of them still weren't quite able to comprehend the situation as they noticed Hosea, who walked up to them.

"We think the Braithwate woman took him. Kieran saw a couple of fellers. It sounds like Braithwate boys." The old man stood next to Abigail, placing a hand on her shoulder to offer her some kind of comfort, as tears of worry started to roll down her face.

"We will find him. We will bring him back to you, and we will kill any fool that had the temerity to touch one hair on that boy's head. Abigail, you have my word." Dutch was facing Abigail as he balled his hand into a fist, promising her that they would find Jack. John also walked up to them, standing next to his wife. He hasn't been a good father to Jack the last couple of years, but he also seemed to be worried about the boy's whereabouts.

"We will get him back right now." Dutch started to walk up to the horses with Hosea, John, Arthur, and Katie following behind him. They stopped in their tracks as they noticed the other men of the gang walking up to them.

"Dutch! We just heard about Jack. You need some extra guns?" Bill already had his rifle in his hands as he asked their leader to join in. Following behind him were Lenny, Charles, and Javier, who were also ready to get Jack back. Micah seemed to be the only one who was unfazed by the situation, as he was standing next to the table, not moving an inch.

"Yeah, why not. Kieran, Micah, anyone strange turns up - you kill them." Giving last orders, Dutch and the others mounted their horses and started to ride out of the camp in formation. Dutch was riding at the front of the formation, leading the gang towards Braithwate Manor. Arthur and Katie rode in the very back, exchanging looks of worry, about the boy they had watched grew up within the last years.

The moon was already high when they turned their horses into the alley of Braithwate Manor. With no guards outside the building, they dismounted the horses at the brick gate. Forming a line with Dutch in the middle, Katie and Arthur to his left and Hosea and John to his right, they started to walk towards the Manor. Guns already drawn, they knew that this would be more like a massacre and not a friendly negotiation.

"Get down here, you inbred trash!" Dutch yelled out to make sure that they would have the full attention from the men inside the building.
The door of the Manor opened, and three armed men started to walk up to them.

"What the hell do you want?" The one in the middle asked, pretending not to know anything about the reason why they have come. With the rest of the men next to them, they stood in front of the guards, knowing that there were more inside the building, watching them.
Hosea pulled John back and tried to calm him down as the father started to walk up to the guards as anger began to cloud his mind.

"We are here for the boy. You must've known that we would come." Dutch took a couple more steps forward, while the rest of the gang kept their eyes on the guards and the building.

"Shouldn't have messed with our business now, should you?" The guards still stood in front of Dutch, without any intentions of telling them where Jack was.