The Van der Linde gang was in shock. Sean, Dutch, Susan, Sadie, Tilly, Mary-Beth, Abigail, Jack, John, Charles, Karen, Pearson, Bill, Javier, Hosea, Strauss, Trelawny, Uncle, Lenny, Molly, Swanson, Arthur, and Micha.

Well, Dutch and Micha weren't in shock, but they were just like that. Kieran Duffy, a friend and ally, had just been brutally killed by the O'Driscoll gang. Sure, they hadn't known Kieran long, but he had been a great friend, and a delight to be around.

"I can't believe Kieran's gone." John stated. "Poor kid."

"He ain't stood a chance out there alone." Bill growled. "We shoulda protected him more."

"Now, settle down, folks. I know we all liked Kieran, he was a good kid. But unfortunately, life happens. Death happens. He was a good friend, and we won't let his death be in vain." Dutch stated.