A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 270
Back in time a little, the night before Mary's funeral.

Late at night, Hosea and Arthur were sitting on the leather sofa in the spacious living room of Congressman McGuire's house.

The two men smoked in silence until Hosea spoke:
"I understand how you feel now, Arthur. Many times, each of us is like a huge puzzle piece. Everything we have experienced in life is like a puzzle piece with gaps or protrusions. We use them to form a puzzle. This is who we are.”

"Interesting metaphor, Hosea." Arthur said, smoking a cigarette.

Hosea looked at Arthur's numb answer. He sighed softly and continued:
"This piece of the puzzle belongs to each of us. If we piece it together, we will end up with a hole of different shapes left there, until a woman, a woman you love, may not be able to fill it perfectly. Choose your vacancy because your experiences are different and the pieces of the puzzle you put together are also different. But you will always be willing to give up some other pieces of the puzzle in order to let her stay in your puzzle. Finally, you feel like you are complete. , the hole in the puzzle is finally complete.”

After hearing this, Arthur already knew what Hosea was going to say next.

"So when we lost her, what you felt was not the loss of the person, what you felt was the disappearance of the piece of the puzzle that you used to fill that hole, and your pain and sadness came from realizing that you had lost a piece of yourself. …”

Arthur reached out and flicked the cigarette ashes on the seemingly expensive carpet at his feet, and then asked:

"Did you suffer like this when you lost Bessie?"

"Yes, child, I was almost torn to pieces by this hollow feeling. But, I am old, but you are still young. Although it may not be appropriate to say this, I also know that Mary is a good child. , but you still have a chance to fill this hole again..."

Arthur interrupted Hosea. He didn't want to think about it now. Mary died to save him. This was a pain he would never forget.

If the void really exists, let it be there, he deserves the pain.

"Arthur, do you want to go up and take a look? The photos have been taken." Ryan came down from upstairs and said.

Ryan watched as Charlie, who had washed his hands and changed his clothes, also came out of the bathroom and stood behind Arthur. His face was more or less ugly.

Arthur didn't pay attention to the change in Ryan's expression, and just said lightly:

"Let's go and say hello to our congressman. By the way, Ryan, this news was sent in a timely manner, and you did a good job."

Faced with Arthur's compliment, which was basically without any ups and downs, Ryan just nodded. Although he also heard the news that Arthur was attacked, he didn't know that Arthur was in an extreme state because of Mary's death. in sadness.

Several people came to the second floor, the door of Councilor McGuire's room was wide open, and there were several corpses covered by sheets on the ground, including men and women.

The scene was very bloody, and the swaying wooden horse, simple leather jackets, and whips and other 'small toys' scattered all over the place were particularly eye-catching.

Arthur shouted a few words, but McGuire didn't respond and just sat on the bed.

In the end, Ryan stepped forward and slapped him, and he shouted as if he had just woken up from a dream:

"I didn't do it! It wasn't me!"

"..."

Hosea smiled and said to McGuire:

"Congressman McGuire, you're lucky, you know that?"

"?"

McGuire looked at Hosea, then at Arthur, and finally cast his eyes on Ryan, and he shouted:

"They're all lowly Mexicans! I'll be fine, no...nothing will happen..."

Well, if our congressman just simply 'killed' a few Mexicans, then it may be fine as he said, but who knows that he still has some wonderful hobbies?
Although Ryan was very angry by McGuire's words, he looked at Arthur standing aside and finally said nothing. Today's 'private party' was the one where Ryan informed Arthur and the others of the news.

Hosea looked at the somewhat collapsed McGuire and continued:
"Hey, Ryan, give our congressman a glass of water. I think he's scared."

"...Thank you." After drinking a glass of water, McGuire seemed to finally wake up a little. Although he had been trying to remember what happened, he really couldn't remember that this kind of party was not his first. This kind of thing has never happened before during this event!
McGuire swears to God, he doesn't have this, this hobby of killing people?

"Hosea, I'll leave the rest to you. I think I won't read any more."

After Arthur finished speaking, he left here with Charlie who was standing in the corridor outside.

Hosea glanced at Arthur who was leaving, and silently came to McGuire. He knelt down and said:

"Congressman McGuire, look at me."

Wait until McGuire stares blankly at Hosea.

"Listen, no one will know about this except us, do you understand? Go take a shower now, we will help you clean up here."

Hosea's words were like a person in hell who suddenly found a rope ladder lowered from above.

McGuire was not stupid. His first instinct after he came to his senses told him that these people must have some plot against him.

So McGuire asked:

"What do you want?"

"Make a friend. Now, go take a shower. When you come back, everything will be as if it never happened. Except for you, only we know."

Soon, McGuire obediently went to take a shower without asking any more questions. When Ryan took the photo just now, he understood that he was now in someone else's pocket, but he didn't want to admit it before.

After taking care of McGuire, Hosea said to Ryan standing aside:

"Let your people take care of everything here."

"I know, um, I think Boss Morgan's condition doesn't seem right? So, is there anything I need to know?"

Hosea, who had already taken the photo negatives and was about to leave, stopped when he heard Ryan's question, and then said solemnly:

"This is not your thing to worry about, Ryan. You are a good boy, but being too curious is not a good thing, what do you think?"

"You're right, Mr. Matthews."

It wasn't until Arthur and the others left that Ryan called over Capo and Ramiro, who had been staying outside before, and told them not to ask any questions and to pack the bodies and transport them away.

"So you don't want this carpet? It looks like it's made of wool!" Capo said to Ryan.

Ryan was not as nervous as when dealing with Arthur and the others at this time. He patted Capo on the head and said:
"Didn't you see that there's blood on it? If you want to bring a rug to Mrs. Capo, I recommend that you roll up the one in the living room and take it away later. The other one is clean."

"Hehe, no problem, then the rest..."

Seeing that Capo was going even further and wanted to take away other things, Ryan said:
"Almost got it."

"I know, I know."

　You may not believe it, but this chapter was originally supposed to be... Chapter 260.

　　I missed it... Fortunately, it's not a big problem. In theory, you wouldn't be able to tell even if I didn't tell you.

　　This is a mistake only Internet article authors who have archived manuscripts make.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)