In the morning, I have not slept much, Dutch wants to see me, and I am not reassured, even if he offered me hospitality for the night.
I grabbed my pocket watch made of silver that my father had given me before leaving when I was 15 and looking at the time. Even if it does not work anymore, this is the only thing I own and love in this damn world.
There is an inscription inside: More than my own life.9 o'clock, Dutch must wait for me, I take my jacket and leave my tent, I take a deep breath and head for the tent of Dutch.
Seeing me arrive, Dutch welcomes me as if I were part of his gang.
- Ah! Miss Gardner, welcome! Have you slept well?
-Not really...
- I'm sorry to hear that, please sit down.
I sit down on a crate and he hands me a cup of coffee.
He behaves like a real gentleman, I'm not used to that ... What's he going to ask me?
- Colm O'Driscoll, you've been with him, right?
He asks me.
- I think you already have the answer.
I answered coldly
- Yes indeed.
- Then why offer me hospitality if you know that I was with him? I am logically an enemy!
- Not anymore. Why did you leave his gang?
- I have my reasons. And I do not intend to stay here .
- And where will you go? Do you have a place to go?
I think for a moment and no answer came out.
- Listen, you are lost and alone, stay here as long as you want.
- And what do you want in return?
- That you contribute to the gang, that you help us. Tell me, what do you know?
I was surprised, but anyway I had no choice, and maybe if I help them, it will help at the end of O'Driscoll? I will be free then!
- Well, I can hunt, skinning, steal, kill... practically everything.
- Well, I think you'll find your place here, do not worry, you're safe and you're not alone anymore.
- Thank you.
I get up and shake his hand before returning to my tent, at the same time Pearson calls me, he heard all the conversation between me and Dutch.
- So, you know how to hunt?
- It seems like.
- You know, we're running out of meat, and the place is teeming with deer, you could kill two or three and bring them back to me.
- Yes I can do that, as soon as my rifle is in condition.
- Okay, so see you later!
He moves away from me, I am beginning to clean my rifle and a man approaches me.
-How's cleaning?
- It seems to be fine.
I raise my head and notice that it is Arthur who stands in front of me.- I noticed yesterday, during the shooting at the bar, you do not know how to aim or hold your gun, I do not even dare to imagine how you hunt.
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The trapper and a gang.
Fanfiction1899, the East is conquered by civilization, some stay and others go away. The west is still wild, but for how long? Times change, and we must accept this reality. This is the story of a trapper woman named Sarah Gardner and her encounter with Dutch...