she looked up at him with a hint of worry in her eyes, she shook her head with a soft sigh as she held his white gun.
"just be safe, arthur… not for me but for your son." she let oh a small whimper like sound as she looks away to where her house was.
When she said precisely, “nobody did”, at that moment, the town’s church bell gave its first solemn toll.
The second came as the campfire reflected in Arthur’s eyes, briefly showing that devil inside of him.
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$𝟓𝟎𝟎𝟎 𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃!
For the capture DEAD or ALIVE of
𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐍
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A notorious enforcer from ( The Van Der Linde Gang * ) and outlaw…
☞ #MVRP#RDRRPㅤㅤ⠀
“no.. nobody did, i had it handled, arthur… well, to a degree i did.”
she let out a soft sigh avoiding his gaze, eliza looked over at a table near the back where isaac was sitting at.
eliza looked down shaking her head, she knew arthur wouldn’t take no for an answer.
with a sigh she spoke; “one was middle height with brown hair and a nasty scar on his left cheek, other one was a older man with a blind eye and grey hair.”
Arthur leaned forward, his wrathful eyes disappearing beneath the brim of his hat.
"I need names or a description, Eliza." The tone of his voice sounded low and restrained, the anger behind it threatening to break loose.