Hosea had an arm wrapped around his neck, he held onto it, a gun barrel pressed against his temple, the person behind it was no other then Milton. Andrew Milton, a Pinkerton. A man whom you were running from, Dutch stared as Milton began to speak Milton; "Cmon out Dutch! We have your friend here! We might as well put a bullet in him!" Dutch scowled and spoke Dutch; "Set him down and no one'll get shot unnecessarily!"

Milton; "I'm sorry! We can't cut a deal!."

Dutch; "This is America! We can always cut a deal!"

Arthur held your arm; keeping back from doing something you'll regret later