Cowboys And Angels

Chapter 10

It had been about a month since John had left and in that time span, he had met a western legend, two revolutionaries, saved presumably innocent prisoners from execution and was betrayed by the Mexican Army, and facing death on multiple occasions. However, for now, his main focus was still finding Javier Escuella, Bill Williamson, and killing Colonel Allende for double-crossing him, De Santa was already dealt with. He needed to work with the head of the revolution itself, Abraham Reyes and he himself was a pain in the ass as a character... It was his only option though, and he felt like he owed Abraham a little after saving his life from De Santa and his dogs. Riding to Agave Viejo, upon walking into the building he began hearing some... Questionable noises, and walking into the main room he quickly looked away after the scene of Abraham and a peasant woman fucking burned itself into his corneas.

"John! Excuse me! Oye, mamita. Cuándo te vea la próxima vez, que sea un poco mas durito, eh? And I mean rougher, huh." He chortled as the woman did her best to cover her unmentionables as she slinked out of the room, and John as a gentleman, kept his eyes away from her and his hands up so they didn't even brush her.

"What would your most loyal follower, Luisa say about that?" He interrogated, he really shouldn't talk, after bedding Bonnie he really didn't have any room to talk.

"Who?" Abraham inquired dumbly.

"Luisa. The girl from Campo Mirada." John scoffed, rolling his eyes, if only Luisa knew how much Abraham disregarded her.

"Ah, her. A gentleman never tells, but she was a most wonderful, ay... I just say she was incredible, yes. Let me tell you something. I strongly recommend her. You take her when you have the chance, my brother." Abraham cackled, while Luisa was a beautiful girl, she was innocent and John wouldn't take advantage of that.

"She thinks she's your wife." John informed, watching Abraham snort with laughter.

"My wife! These peasant girls. They believe every word a fellow says. So naive! It's really quite charming. I love peasants. Don't you love peasants? I love them, they have such purity." He exulted.

"Are you going to marry her?" John asked out of curiosity.

"Marry a peasant? My dear boy, don't be absurd. I'm going to be the next president of Mexico. My wife will meet ambassadors, kings, other great men. The very thought that I would marry some peasant girl with a tight cunt, and the hands of a farmer, well I really don't think so. My mother, qué Dios la cuide , will turn in her grave." Abraham revealed.

"Interesting." John commented simply enough, he would not degrade Abraham for two reasons, one being that he saved John's life, and the second was that John would be a hypocrite, he was cheating on his wife after all.

"But come on, let's run. I've got an amazing present for you, my brother, ah yes. The man you seek... Together, we will bring him to justice! Let's go." Abraham howled as they two walked out to the wagon.

"Hold on... Can you do me a favor before we go?" John asked reluctantly.

"Sure John, anything." Abraham crowed and John hesitated but pulled out a letter.

"Look, I'm under strict surveillance from the government, so sending personal things will make my life hell... I was wondering if perhaps maybe your boys could run this to New Austin... To Hennigan's Stead on the MacFarlane's Ranch." He advised.