Bad Blood // Micah Bell (Red Dead Redemption 2 Story)

14 - Guilt

As Micah and Natasha rode alongside each other, Natasha had taken out her little notepad to see where a man named Victor Sirieix lived and from what she at written, he was living somewhere in the outskirts of Valentine in a little house.

She folded her notepad away and reached inside of her satchel, allowing Caprice to follow the road once she had taken and as she placed it in, a tight knot twisted in her stomach when she notices that her letter from her Aunt had vanished. She reached her hand in, making frantic movements with her body as she prayed miraculously that it would appear but it didn't.

Micah noticed that he could no long hear the trotting of her horse so pulled on his reigns slightly, placed his hand on the back of his saddle to turn his body round to take a look at Natasha. As he spotted her rummaging through her satchel nervously, a smirk planted on lips but quickly wiped it off as he let out a loud sigh, catching her attention.

She looked up and he cocked an eyebrow up at her, showing that he wanted to know what the hold up was. "Lost something?" He asked, acting as if nothing was wrong.

Natasha's mouth went dry but she shook her head and smiled weakly at the man in front of him. "Nothing... was just looking for my pencil." She lied as she closed her satchel, letting it sit by her waist before kicking her horse gently to push him forward once more.

She passed Micah and he stared at her the whole entire time, seeing straight through her lies but he wasn't going to tell her that.

A few minutes later, they pulled up and hitched up their horses outside a small house. There was a small pig farm at the side, and by the looks of things, nobody was outside.

Walking around the small house with her hands on her waist, she looks towards the pig farm and pulls a face when she noticed the pigs were slightly malnourished.

"Pigs ain't lookin' too hot." She comments, looking over to Micah who was scouting the outside of the house sceptically, taking a second to look at Natasha as she nodded towards the four pigs.

He walked over and stood beside her, looked down at the pigs and shrugged. "Still look like they'd fill a whole in my stomach." He grunts, beginning to walk to the house, pulling his bandana up over his mouth and nose.

Natasha did the same but nudged past Micah, indicating that she should go first.

She knocks on the wooden door before entering, not bothering to wait for someone to answer.

As they both entered the house, they noticed that it was dimly lit with a few candles, the curtains were shut and there was a small fire in the fireplace.

"Mister Victor?" She calls out, taking a few steps forward, darting her head round the corner to see a single couch placed in front of the fire place, some pictures hanging on the wall and some cupboards.

She steps into the room, looking around curiously for any signs of life until herself and Micah heard some rustling from another room, as if a piece of furniture was being dragged along the floor.

The two outlaws look at one another before slowly pulling out their guns and taking quiet steps towards the closed bedroom door.

Natasha held her finger up, indicating to Micah to wait which he surprisingly did and watched as she placed her ear to the wooden door, trying to hear what's inside. She heard frantic breathing and a rattling noise of some kind.

"Victor? Are you in there?" She calls out loud enough.

The house went silent until another bang is heard making her flinch back from the door and hold her gun up.