CH2: Contribute to the gang

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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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