Liars And Thieves

Chapter 35

Dutch and Lenny had already returned to camp not too long after Javier, John and Grace returned. As soon as the three of them returned, they warned everyone to get ready in case the law find their trail. All of the camp members were more than happy to help, all keeping a gun close to them or on them. Grace walked out of her and Arthur's room, spotting Abigail sitting in the chair in her and John's room in view through the doorway. Grace spotted Jack on her lap, a revolver in one hand as she hugged Jack. She looked over at Grace, spotting her in the corner of her eye. She rested her chin on top of Jack's head and Grace continued away, heading towards the stairs. This isn't a life a family should be involved in, they needed to get out. She knows Abigail wants out but she doesn't want to leave John, she loves him and she hates to admit it. As Grace walked down the stairs, she checked the cylinder to make sure each compartment had a bullet ready. She had checked it like five times since she had returned on edge after the past few days now. She put her revolver back in her holster and walked towards the main doors. She pushed them open, catching sight of Arthur hitching his horse at one of the posts. She grinned with relief, she knew he was fine as she had asked Dutch where he was but for all they knew he could've gotten in trouble after the events. She guessed he needed to be alone to clear his head. She ran over to him, catching him as he walked onto the bridge. She crashed into his body, hugging him. He lifted her off the ground slightly as he caught her.

"Javier, John and I were in Saint Denis when it happened. We managed to get about half of the law to follow us off of you three," Grace explained, her voice muffled as her face was buried in his shoulder. Arthur nodded, holding her tighter.

"I thought I saw you. I'm just glad you're okay."

"Me too. Dutch told me you guys crashed the trolley," Grace added as he let her go. She held his hand, walking with him back into the camp. "Molly's with him, cleaning up his head. He hit it pretty bad."

"Yeah, Lenny had to help him out while I held off the law. That goddamn man set us up," Arthur gritted in anger. Grace squeezed his hand slightly.

"Let's not worry about Angelo now. Well, I got an interested buyer for the horses already," Grace changed the subject. She wasn't surprised it was a set up, the fact Angelo was apart of a kidnapping she knew he was never to be trusted. "Except you ain't going to like this."

"What is it? Well, who is it?" Arthur asked as they stopped by the fountain. Grace let go of his hand as she moved to stand in front of him, looking up at him. 

"It's Tavish Gray," Grace started, Arthur immediately shaking his head at the name. She held her hands up in front of him, stopping him from marching off. "I've got a plan! John agrees with it, I haven't had the time to pass it by Dutch yet as he is pretty bad right now so I thought I would give him time."

"No. You are not meeting with a goddamn Gray," Arthur forbidded. Grace shook her head, denying him. He went to march off again but Grace placed her hands on his chest, stopping him with force this time. "Not after that mess!"

"Hear me out you stubborn man!" Grace sighed. She looked down at the ground in hope he would calm down. She understood he didn't want her to get hurt but she knew she wouldn't, not with the plan she had. She felt his body relax under her hands, dropping her hands back to her side she looked back at him. "You and me will go in, as originally planned. But since this is Tavish, he will probably recognise you and get mad. Things will get heated but if he wants the horses, he will have to continue he deal which he will since the horses are what he expects them to be. A bunch of the boys will be just outside of the property with their eyes on us, if anything goes wrong they will run down and help. You and I both know we are capable of being in a situation like that, we've been in worse." Arthur stared at her for a few moments before pointing a finger at her with a slight grin growing on his face.