(Chapter 24: The Plan)

Time passed on, it would take the Marston Gang around two days to reach America once again. They had arrived at Butter Bridge, a location where America and Mexico were linked.

The BlackJacks would soon be hot on their heels, so the gang had to make a decision and fast. Their rival gang was one day behind them, but the BlackJacks would be quick to catch up with them. So Jack Marston had came up with a plan to confuse the rival gang, and to remain hidden.

The convoy had come to a stop on the side of a large hill in Hennigan's Stead, it would be only a temporary stop before heading back into the direction of the Grizzlies Mountains and the Redemption Mountains.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have a plan that will get us out of here, a plan that will keep us hidden from BlackJacks and the law!" Jack attempted to announce his loud voice was weak and it went quiet quickly.

"The plan is, we will all split up in groups of three. I want fifteen people in each group, we will all need to stay within the same range. The mountains are where we will head to, the cold will keep the law from coming, even the BlackJacks. They will be confused, and by the time they discover what we are doing, they will be dead before reporting it. Most of you are from a rebellion in Mexico, most of you are good with guns, so good luck with what you men and women have."

Bill sat down against the hill and looked up at Jack, Rebecca was being held in Jack after she collapsed due to exhaustion. Dred was standing beside his girlfriend, Tonya.

"The generals of the gang, me, Rebecca, Dred, Tonya, and Bill. Will go into the Redemption Mountains, we will take a good few more men and women up there with us to aid us in building our new main camp. There used to be a camp up there known as Cochinay."

Bill decided to ask about Cochinay, he hoped that it was hard to get into.

"Hey Jack, is this camp similar to a fort? Is it a challenge to get into?"

"Well, yes, but actually no. It is at the highest point in the mountains so far, there is naturally made rocks that have a flat surface where we can climb to safety in the case if it is to be attacked. It is still intact, but most of it has been destroyed. We can build some more to it, that is if we absolutely needed to." Jack explained, Bill was slightly calmed but not completely.

"When are we going to rob our first bank? We have yet to do that.." Bill asked again, yawning seconds later.

"Soon, we need to start small. If we perform a huge heist now, our names will be on wanted posters all over West Elizabeth, New Austin, and so forth. Now, we should all rest. However, I'd like for someone to head up into that wooded area that sits above the train tracks. There's a good game, there is some boar, deer, and even cougars, so be careful."

The Marston Gang would go on to rest while Dred and Bill decided to go out and hunt, marching up into the wooded area. They had to be careful, cougars were known to lurk around in Hennigan's Stead, and the wild boar were vicious when they defended themselves.

Bill and Dred stayed low to the ground, stealthy as they could be. Their eyes darting two and fro, and looking carefully into the shady areas of the trees to see if they could find a possible cougar in the brush.

"Remember, we need enough food to feed this entire gang." Dred reminded, Bill nodded his head. The two continued to search around for game to hunt.

(Casa Madaruga)

Douglas Mulligan sat on the top of the rock formation in which overlooked the settlement, smoking a cigar as he watched The Blackjacks hard working, he would give The Marston Gang time to recover from their long journey and strike them when they least expect it. He then heard a familiar voice coming from behind him, and faint footsteps.

"Hello, friend. How are you doing this fine afternoon?" The voice said, Douglas got up and turned to see that strange man again. The man in the suit and tophat, and the nice mustache. Douglas raised an eyebrow.

"You again, how did you get here?" Douglas asked, slowly going for his revolver. The strange man stood perfectly still, not even moving.

"I'm a nomad, I'm always traveling. Going from place to place, I'm always busy just like you. I happen to know where your worst enemies are, remember West Elizabeth?"

There was a pause and Douglas snickered, the man kept his eyes locked on the BlackJack leader, the same thousand yard stare right into his eyes.

"Yeah, I remember West Elizabeth. That's where our ladies and unfit men are, the Wreck of Serendipity. Why do you ask?"

"The Marston Gang is up there, in West Elizabeth right now. I'd go after them while you still have a chance. Your time is running out cowboy."

Douglas grabbed his revolver out of the holster, giving the strange man a hateful look. Trying to intimidate the man, it wasn't working as the strange man looked down at a watch.

"Don't waste your time, see you around Douglas Mulligan…"

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