“I think we lost ‘em.”

Arthur panted as he peeked around the large tree you two were hiding behind. The Pinkertons were hot on their trail, but he was determined to keep you safe. That was until he heard your gun cock behind him.

He turned, seeing your guilty look as you held your gun up to his head. His jaw tightened as he looked at you heartbroken.

“You’re with them ain’t you?”