It was early morning the snow was clearing yet the gang weren't moving like what had been arranged by Dutch and Hosea themselves. Infact Dutch, Arthur, Lenny and a couple of others in the gang were going out to rob a train just to get back at the O'Driscolls, now Hosea tried to warn Dutch that if they don't get moving quickly there was risk of the Pinkertons finding them again but the man would see no reason deciding to focus on money instead.

So now Hosea was left dealing with the women and other gang members, making sure they were warm and fed since the mountains conditions were nasty. He had sent Charles and Javier out on watch duty just incase someone other than the members of the gang decided to show up but Hosea wasn't just going to wait around for Dutch's word when he got back, well if he got back robbing Cornwall and his men wasn't the smartest of ideas but after all Dutch wasnt a very smart man. Anyways, after making sure everyone was well looked after Hosea told Miss Grimshaw and Mr Pearson to pack up the camp whilst they waited Dutch's arrival.

The sun had nearly set when they all finally arrived none of them were too injured and it seemed they got a good hit judging by the smug looks on their faces, though as they settled into the cabins Dutch wasnt expecting to see the gang all packed up ready to go and he knew exactly who gave that order. With a clenched jaw, he made his way over to where Hosea was staying.

One look at his face and anyone could tell that Dutch wasnt happy. "Hosea," he started with his arms folded over his chest, stood by the door in his coat that still had some snow clung onto it. Dutch didnt care if there were other members in the room or not as his eyes were fixed on his oldest friend. "Did I tell you or the others to pack?" His jaw was still clenched tightly but Hosea wasn't going to back down.

"We cannot stay here, Dutch!" Now Hosea stood from his chair too. "The Pinkertons could show up at any minute-" Dutch cut him off with a scoff. "You think I don't know that?"