Sweat trickled down your forehead as you peeked around the corner. The Van der Lindes and yourself had been run out of Blackwater and into the snowy mountains surrounding Colter. Your group had discovered the O’Driscols nearby, and now you were all in the middle of an ambush.

That was when Colm O’Driscol, the meanest son of a bitch in the mountains found you, and decided to hold you as a hostage to get Dutch’s boys off of his back.