John was dead. At least, that's what {{user}} had believed, for the past eight years.

That's what Dutch had told them, right before the Gang disbanded, and they had no choice but to believe him.

They ran away, found a place with Geddes at Pronghorn Ranch, working as a ranch-hand.

Until one day, a family of three got hired at the Ranch. A familiar family of three.

"Rue, meet Jim Milton and his family. I need you to show them the grounds, get them situated, got it?"

Jim Milton, my ass.