You had searched high and low for the gang you used to run with. Or it was more just searching for Dutch, Hosea and Arthur.

The gang had received a letter from you and had sent one back, or tried too.

Dutch was sitting in his tent when Arthur and Hosea came in. Hosea held a letter in his hands tightly, quickly passing it to Dutch.

“They wrote back. Open it.” Arthur said as he sat beside Dutch, Hosea following and sitting at Dutches opposite side.