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Dutch, John, and Strauss had already headed back to the camp by another route. Strauss was hurt, but it was nothing serious, just a flesh wound. I stuck behind to throw the law off their trail so Dutch and the others could slip away without leading them to camp. I managed to lose the lawmen after a while and turned back towards the camp myself. After all that bloodshed in Strawberry and now in Valentine, I knew we couldn’t stay. We had to move on.

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When I got back, Dutch’s tent was already noisy with an argument. Hosea was complaining about heading east again, wondering if we’d only stop once we reached Paris. Dutch tried to reassure him, saying we’d lie low once we found a safe place. Hosea didn’t buy it, calling us nothing but a bunch of killers now, with no illusions left about what we were. When he stormed off, I stepped inside and asked Dutch if we were really moving again.

Dutch told me Micah had found a spot called Dewberry Creek. He wanted me and Charles to check it out first, clear away any problems before the whole gang arrived. I grumbled about being turned into his errand boy, but Dutch reminded me I was like a son to him, that I worried because he worried, and that made us alike.

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I grabbed Charles, and we rode out together. Charles was surprised Dutch was headed south, and I said there was no real hiding for a group our size. Dutch would never hole up in some cave like a rat because that would mean admitting we were nothing but criminals, which was the truth whether we liked it or not. Charles asked when all this running would end, but I didn’t have a good answer. Maybe Dutch didn’t see it as running, but it sure felt that way to me.

When we reached Dewberry Creek, it looked wide open and risky, especially in bad weather, but we had to take a look. We soon found a dead man lying shot up on the ground, then spotted a rundown camp.

We were investigating the site then behind a cart, we found a terrified woman with two kids, speaking German and holding a rifle. I tried to get them to leave since we needed the land, but then the girl (her daughter) told us their father had been taken away by some men the night before.

Charles wouldn’t leave them behind, and guilt got the better of me too, so we agreed to help. We picked up a trail along the creek and followed it, even though I was worried about the lawmen breathing down our necks.

The trail led us to another camp where we discovered the kidnapped father tied up but as I moved to free him, he warned me of a trap in German which obviously I didn’t understand at first but then came the gun sounds and now everything was clear to me. Some gunmen came charging in, and we had a short, ugly firefight right there.

Once we dealt with them, I untied the man. He explained he had been kidnapped for ransom because his family worked a gold mine. I offered to bring him back to his wife and kids while Charles went to get Dutch and bring the rest of the gang to Dewberry Creek, since the place was easier to defend.

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When I brought the man back, his family was overjoyed. They hugged him like they thought he was dead. They thanked me again and again, even handed me a gold bar for helping. I told them they had to move on quick before more trouble found them, and they were more than happy to leave.

A while later, Dutch and the others showed up at Dewberry Creek. He was pleased with it, called it perfect for us. He ordered Miss Grimshaw and Pearson to start setting up camp and make the place feel like home. I didn’t really know where the hell we were on the map, but Dutch was set on making it work. So I figured I would go along with it, at least for now.

(to be continued...)

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