I had read in the papers John Tunstall had been killed. I felt pain, anger and hatred inside me and swore I would find a way to dispose of the Bastard claiming to be my Dad, or I would find the guys and get help in doing so. At first that was a completely mad idea.
I walked into a bar and found Billy whistling a tune of some sort and a bounty hunter with one bullet in his gun, and Billy for the first time beginning to panic as his gun wasn't firing either so I saw it my place to put a bullet through the Bounty hunter's head, the looks I was given when I began to laugh for no apparent reason where fairly amusing. "I thought we told you never to return!" Billy threw his words at me in anger.
"Technically I didn't return. And if you class this as returning I'm sure as hell that you are pleased to see me considering I just saved your ass!"
"Right if you're so sure you're coming with us! But I'm taking no chances so give me the guns and the knife and we'll tie your hands."
Well at least it's better than having to face Murphy on my own wasn't it?
That night it appears they trusted me to make sure no one found us so I had to stay up whilst tied to a horse and unarmed, well that night someone did come. I got hold of a gun and a knife I cut the rope killed the man , stole his hat and when the regulators finally got to me I was sat cross legged with my knife and all my guns with me wearing a hat that I really quite liked! I had finally gained their trust and didn't get my hands tied together by them again.