Meanwhile in the Whitehouse in Nevada...
Inside the office in the Whitehouse, a middle-aged man wearing a black suit with a black shirt named President Alfried MacAlister sitting at his desk, thinking. It has been nearly a month since the gang robbed his federal funds from the boat in Blackwater, the funds were supposed to fulfill the debts his country was having issues with, Blackwater was the next stop after Saint-Denis, and after that, the boat would ship to New York to pump another $100,000 into the ferry. But thanks to Dutch, his plans were derailed and the $150,000 was stolen. He was expecting the Pinkertons to come back to him with the heads of Dutch and his gang.
Just then, two men went inside the office, they both wear Pinkerton uniforms. The one with a bald head is Agent Andrew Milton, or simply Agent Milton. He was the leading head of the Pinkerton Detective Agency after the passing of the previous leader, Allan Pinkerton. His right-hand man named Agent Edgar Ross, the second in command of the Pinkerton Detective Agency. They were assigned by the President to guard the ferry boat in Blackwater but they failed to do their job when the Van Der Linge gang attempts to rob it, leaving most of their skilled men killed in the process. With President Alfred ordering the "shoot to kill" bounty on Dutch and his boys, the Pinkertons vowed to never stop until they kill them.
"So," President Alfred spoke as he stood up to face the men. "what is the situation?"
Agent Milton nodded, "Yes, Mr. President," Milton told him. "It appeared that one of Dutch's boys rescued their own from the hands of the Ike Skeldings, the bounty hunters."
Alfred narrowed his eyes hard to the Pinkerton leader, "What, how?" The President demanded.
"You see, sir," Milton began to explain. "Over a month ago, ever since the boat was robbed, we caught with one of them a few days later, that'll be Mac Callander and Sean MacGuire. We shot up Mac but Mr. MacGuire escaped, however, he didn't last long on his own, because the very next day, Ike Skelding caught him hanging in Owanjilla Dam."
"So?" Alfred him. "Did they kill him?"
Milton shook his head, "You know how insisting Ike Skelding's boys are, Mr. President," he replied. "so instead of that, they just took him to their camping spot outside of Blackwater, waiting for the government to call for the transfer and the payment. When the day had come, they transfer him to another camp in Big Valley, waiting for the government with the payment. But then, Dutch's boys saved the day and get Mr. MacGuire out of there to safety. That was all, sir."
Alfred sighs in frustration and pinched the bridge of his nose, "This is exactly why I issued "shoot to kill" against that Van Der Linde and his pesky gang of savages!" he yelled. "Shoot to kill! Have you not understood what shoot to kill means?! Never capture them alive, nor apprehend them alive, just shoot them dead like the hopeless rabbits they are!"
Milton nodded, "Forgive us, Mr. President," Milton told him. "I will assure you it won't happen again. We will increase our efforts in finding them."
"Then go and tell Ike Skeldings and the State Marshalls the next time if they ever see anyone who works under Dutch or that man himself, shoot him dead and never capture them alive," Alfred ordered them. "Is that understood?!"
Both Pinkerton leaders salute in response, "Yes, Mr. President," they both said.
"Good, now, since Mr. MacGuire escaped, I will be adding an extra $2,200 on his head," Alfred said. "That'll be $4,200 in total. I want those wanted posters ready."
"Yes, sir," they both said again as they walk away. "Come on, Mr. Ross, we got work to do," Milton told them as they left the office.
with the president, alone, Alfred walks towards his left to the big bulletin board on the Wall. The board contains the posters of terrorists, enemies from other countries, and the Van Der Linde gang were also listed on his kill list.
Just then, one of his servants wearing a white shirt and black pants and black shoes, held a wanted poster of Sean.
"Mr. President," the servant told him, handing him the poster. "Here's the wanted poster of Sean MacGuire with the extra amount of bounty on his head."
"Excellent," Alfred said pleased as he hang the poster on the bulletin board. "Now, get going, I want to be alone for now."
"Yes, sir," the servant nodded and left the office.
Now, President Alfred stared at the wanted posters of the Van Der Linde gang, each of them was worth the insane amount of cash, and they were all wanted to "shoot to kill". He would not stop until he finally gets rid of them and pacified the American Frontier.
WANTED
Shoot to Kill
Dutch Van Der Linde
Wanted for Robbery, Murder, kidnapping, arson, conspiracies theories, jailbreaks, Prisonbreaks, and ransoming.
$10,000
Last seen fleeing into Upper Montana
WANTED
Shoot to kill
Hosea Matthews
Wanted for Robbery, Murder, conspiracies theories, conman, prison breaks, and assault
$9,000
Last seen fleeing into Upper Montana
WANTED
shoot to kill
Arthur Morgan
Wanted for Robber, Murder, Assault, abuse of weapon, arson, prison break, jailbreak, and mass genocide
$5,000
Last seen fleeing into Upper Montana
WANTED
Shoot to kill
Marion Bill Williamson
Discharged from the military
Wanted for Robbery, Murder, abuse of weapon, genocide, arson, kidnapping, and prison break
$3,500
Last seen fleeing into Upper Montana
Wanted
shoot to kill
Javier Escuella
Wanted for terrorism in Mexico, robbery and murder, ransom, prison break, and assault
$3,000
Last seen fleeing into Upper Montana
Wanted
shoot to kill
Lenny Summers
Wanted for murder in Lemoyne, robbery, and assault
$2,000
Last seen fleeing to Upper Montana
Wanted
shoot to kill
Sean MacGuire
Wanted for jailbreaks, murder, robbery, and arson
$4,200
Last seen fleeing to Owanjilla Dam
They were all on President Alfred's kill list, and soon, one by one, they will meet their end in the platter...
Meanwhile, in Horseshoe Overlook, Arthur just chopped down some wood for the campfire tonight. He just finished with his break. It was 3:50 P.M and he still needs to do something until dinner. That is when he heard moaning, he looked to see the O'Driscoll still tied to the tree, Kieran Duffy. The O'Driscoll has been tied to that tree since the gang moved here, Arthur can't help but laugh at the poor bastard's suffering.
Arthur walks up to him, it's time to know where Colm O'Driscoll is hiding so they can kill him to end this blood feud between him and Dutch. Kieran looked up to him with begging in his eyes, but Arthur just ignored them.
"Have mercy..." Kieran begged.
"You got some speaking to do of your own," Arthur demanded him. "about that old gang of yours."
"I said," Kieran replied weakly. "I told you... I don't know nothing..."
"That's what I thought," Arthur said.
Just then, Dutch and Bill came by to see what's going on.
"Whoa, hold your horses there," Dutch called to him. "it seems the cat has got our friend here's tongue. I was thinking Mr. Williamson could have a word."
"You ready to talk boy?" Bill demanded Kieran in more of a menacing tone.
"I told you mister," Kieran replied. "I told all of you. I don't know nothing, okay? They ain't no friends of mine. I just been ridden with them for a while."
"Horeshit!" Bill exclaimed. "You see, we heard that part, so how about you tell the truth?" he turned to Dutch. "Dutch what do you want me to do?"
"Hurt him," Dutch ordered him. "So the next time he opens his mouth, it is to tell us what is going on!" He faced Kieran menacingly. "Who am I kidding? One of O'Driscoll's boys couldn't open his mouth but he'd tell a lie. Screw it. Let's just have some fun," he turned back to Bill. "geld him," he told him.
Bill grinned widely, "Oh yeah!" He exclaimed as he went to Pearson's wagon for the gelding tongs.
"What's he doing?" Kieran asked in fright, knowing exactly what's he gonna do. "Where's he going?"
"Oh, don't worry," Dutch told him as he puts Kieran's pants down. "They're only balls boy, just gonna cause you trouble. You know in Imperial Rome, eunuchs was among the happiest and most loyal of courtiers."
When Bill returns with gelding tongs with its tip on fire, Kieran widened his eyes in fright. "No, no, no, no, no," he said. "You're kidding me, right?"
"Of course," Dutch told him as Bill attempted to geld his penis while the tongs is hot as flames.
"You sick bastards!" Kieran cried. "What do you want from me?!"
"Well, you are gonna talk," Dutch told him. "The only question is now or after we get these little fellers off?"
Kieran realizes he has no choice so he finally gives up.
"Okay!" He cried. "Okay! Listen." Bill stopped as Kieran continued. "I know where O'Driscoll's holed up," he explained. "and your right, he don't like you, any more than you like him. He's at Six Point Cabin. I'll take you there, serious. I don't like him. I mean, I like him even less than I like you. No offense."
"Oh, none taken," Dutch said.
"Okay then, partner," Arthur told Kieran as he untie him. "Why don't you take a few of us up there right now," he turned to Dutch as Kieran puts his pants back on. "I got this, Dutch. Should be fun." He guides Kieran to the horse. "Alright you, come on, let's go," he told Kieran.
"Let's both hope you ain't trying to trick us, O'Driscoll," Arthur told him sternly.
"I ain't no O'Driscoll," Kieran repeated. This is the 100th time he says this.
"But you sure as shit you was," Arthur told him, he turned to John and Bill. "John, Bill come here," he called to them. "we got a social call needs making. Where are we heading?"
"Up in the hills behind Valentine, I'll show you," Kieran explained to him.
"John, you take this little rattlesnake with you," Arthur told him. "any nonsense, kill him."
"Sure," John nodded as he went to his horse.
"We're gonna pay your buddies our respects," Arthur told Kieran.
Arthur mounts up the dark chestnut Thoroughbred, Marcella, while John rides on his new horse, the Dark Silver Bay Hungarian Half-bred, Old Boy. Bill mounts up his huge Brown Roan Ardennes, Brown Jack.
John rides Old Boy up ahead since Kieran was riding him so he'll have to lead the way while Kieran tells them the directions. They went to the direct directions Kieran pointed out, Kieran knew he was on borrowed time and he hoped Colm was there if not, he would be dead along with the other O'Driscolls. The ride lasted for 5 minutes until they were getting close to Six Point Cabin.
"Boahs, we're almost on 'em," Arthur announced as they were getting close to the hideout. "Now... who knows if this son of a bitch we got with us is talking true, but if it's what he says it is... and Colm O'Driscoll's here... we can end years of fighting. Here and now."
"Okay, now-now cut left up here," Kieran pointed to them as they went in that direction. "W-We go down the hill, into the forest."
"We're going in quiet," Arthur said. "taking them out as we find 'em, trying not to set things off. But if we do, we move quick and hard, we settle this like we know how, okay?"
"Okay, by me," John agreed.
"With you, Morgan," Bill added.
"Through the trees, here," Kieran pointed as they went through the trees, getting close to the hideout.
"Hey, we're real close," Kieran told them. "I'd leave your horses on the other side of this clearing."
They ride ahead for a bit until they reached the hills.
"Off your horses," Arthur told them as he grabs his rifle. "let's go."
"You gonna get them knives?" Bill asked him.
"I said easy," Arthur reminded him.
The gang stopped and dismount their horses. Kieran guides them up the hills to get a good look at the hideout, they got their guns ready and their revolvers holstered. This is now or never, time to put Colm O'Driscoll's head in the platter. They crouched down on the edge of the hill and looked down the cabin, there they saw the O'Driscolls, some of them were half-drunk and there's a small cabin at the other end of the hideout.
"The cabin's in the clearing down there," Kieran told them quietly, pointing at the cabin. "There'll be bunch of fellers hiding out there too."
"Are these fellers armed?" Arthur asked him
"Armed, drunk, wary of strangers," Kieran answered.
"And Colm O'Driscoll?"
"Oh, he'll be holed up in his cabin," Kieran replied.
So that was settled, they have to deal with 3-4 O'Driscolls pissing by the tree. Arthur, John, and Bill killed them silently with their throwing knives. Kieran was threatened to stay back, meek as a little lamb. As they get closer to the perimeter, Arthur throws another knife at an O'Driscoll, killing him silently. With that done, it was time for a surprise attack, Arthur shoot first, shot down 4 of them resulting in a furious gunfight.
They duck behind some rocks and fire back, killing each of them. More O'Driscolls emerged from the trees, returning fire but the three outlaws hold on their own as they shoot back at them, shooting them each in the head. The rival outlaws are slowly thinning out and they tried their best to hold them off but all of their efforts were naught as Dutch's boys killed the last of them.
"Hey... he said Colm'd be in the cabin," John told Arthur.
"I'll check," Arthur said. "You'll look out here."
Arthur runs to the cabin and heads to the door. He grabs his revolver, preparing for the battle with Colm... Until then... another O'Driscoll emerged from the door, knocking on the ground. Just as he was about to kill Arthur, Kieran immediately came by and shot him in the heart, killing him.
"You alright?" Kiera asked.
"Sure, thank you," Arthur replied.
He quickly stood up and burst into the cabin, aiming his gun, but to his disbelief, Colm is not there.
"Colm O'Drsicoll," Arthur muttered. "He ain't here," he realized that Kieran sets them up to die so he angrily stormed out of the cabin. "You set us up. Come here!" he barked.
"What?" Kieran asked him.
"You set up," Arthur told him, feeling the urge to put a bullet in his head.
"No I didn't," Kieran protested.
"You did," Arthur said, pointing his gun at him. "Colm O'Driscoll ain't here!"
"He was here I swear!" Kieran cried. "If I was setting you up, I wouldn't have saved your life!"
"It's a good point, Arthur," Bill told him.
Arthur sighs as he puts down his gun, he knew he was right. And it wouldn't be worth it to kill him now.
"Alright then," Arthur told him. "go on, get out of here. I won't kill ya."
"I didn't set you up," Kieran repeated.
"Get lost," he told him.
"Get lost?"
Arthur grabbed his shoulder and dragged him. "I'm letting you run away, now go on, get out of here!"
But Kieran, for some reason, refused to run away. "This is good as killing me!" Kieran told him. "Out there... Colm O'Driscoll's gonna lose his mind about this."
Arthur scoffed, even with the President on the hunt for them, he wasn't scared in one bit. "So?"
"So I'm one of you, now," Kieran announced.
Arthur sighs in frustration. The last thing he needs to take an O'Driscoll to camp... But on the other hand, he could be some used after all. So, he made he reluctantly made his decision to let Kieran stay with the gang. Kieran told him about the money stashed in the chimney, so Arthur checked it out while the rest of them head back to camp.
He found some money laying on the table, some cans of food, a shotgun, he cleaned it up with his gun oil, and he found the money stash worth $600. Colm is doing well for himself.
"At least you got something, tucked away," Arthur said, placing the cash in his satchel.
With everything looted, he quickly leaves the cabin as the Law may no doubt heard the gunshots. He mounts up Marcella and rides as fast as he can to get away from the area.
Arthur returned to Horseshoe Overlook, he hitches Marcella, gave her an apple. He went to find John and Bill, gave them $100 each while he kept the $100 to himself, and gave the other $300 to Dutch so he'll keep it hidden in his chest for their savings. He finds Kieran taking care of the horses, he never knew the boah loved horses so much so maybe bringing Kieran back to the gang isn't a bad idea after all...
Or maybe it is?