Authors: Cojacker Verdi
“Why us?” said Gangster 1.
“Let’s just say that there is some unfinished business between me and one of them,” said Thomas.
“That could explain the shooting a week ago. I know that there was more than one person doing the shooting,” said Gangster 2.
“Pretty much, but most likely those Indians have help from inside town, but sooner or later we’ll find out. We’re going to make a little visit, and it’s going to be one that those people will never forget,” said Gangster 3.
All day the next day, D.H. is acting very relaxed, pretending that he doesn’t know anything about the Indians or about the shooting a week ago. Little does nobody know that tonight there will be a shooting, but the Indians will help them out, and the mayor will back off from D.H.
The day passed and nighttime came. The mayor went outside and decided to go to D.H.’s hotel room to see that he doesn’t do anything crazy, and to see for himself that he’s wrong- Which he’s hoping. The mayor knocks on the door. D.H. is not surprised to see the mayor at his front door. Most likey D.H. is thinking that he’s checking up with him.
“Mayor Jacobson, what a surpise. Come on in,” said D.H.
“Well thank you, I thought I should stop by to pay you a visit. I’m hoping that this isn’t a bad time,” said Mayor Jacobson.
“Not at all. I’m glad that you came. It’s nice to have some visitors come in. I haven’t had one - well not just yet. You are my first one. What have you been up to?” said D.H.
“Oh, nothing much. I’m just happy that somebody is trying to frighten those gangsters out of town. It’s crazy but good that somebody is helping the town a bit,” said the mayor.
“Tell me about it. Since I first moved here from Fort Worth, this town has been downhill. But whoever this person is, is helping everybody out pretty good. I wish I could shake the person’s hand on this,” said D.H.
“Same here. It makes my job a lot easier. I have been trying to get a sheriff to frighten off those gangsters, but I’m glad that we’ve got some extra help to fight off those gangsters,” said Mayor Jacobson.
Right before D.H. could say anything, both of them heard gunshots outside. The only thing that D.H. can do is to turn off the lights of the candles so no one knows who is in the room. The second thing is to watch outside to see what’s going on and pray that no one will shoot them to death or even come inside.
Mayor Jacobson is very impresses that somebody is fighting off those gangsters, and glad that he is wrong about D.H. fighting off those gangsters. One problem that’s bugging the mayor is who is shooting at the gangsters. It’s so dark that the mayor can’t see who it is. But whoever it is, the mayor is thinking, has got to be the greatest group of people on Earth.
The gangsters, on the other hand, are having a hard time seeing who is shooting at them. They’re keeping them busy and slowly going up to them to see who is doing this. One of the gangsters is coming near one of the Indians near the alley next to the bar, but there’s one problem: the Indian knows he’s coming near him.
The best thing to do is stop shooting and start running into the alley next to the bar, into the darkness without any trace. The gangster started to run after him. When he made it to the end of the alley, the gangster looked both ways to see where he went, and suddenly the Indian hit him right in the face. The gangster was right on the ground and didn’t move a muscle. The Indian ran away so no one would see him.
Those gangsters decided to give up and run away. They are going to leave their other member and deal with him later. None of them wants to get killed from all the gun shooting by surprise. So far, nobody got any sleep that night, but they’re glad that there isn’t any more shooting and glad that nobody got hurt and that the mayor safely made it to his home.
Morning came. Everybody calmly made it outside. All of them looked everywhere, but at the same time were careful. They don’t want any surprises. D.H. and the mayor went inside the alley where the bar was and weren’t surprised to see one of the gangsters on the ground. They guess that somebody hit him, but D.H. knows it was one of the Indians giving a sign of their help.
The best thing to do is to take this gangster to jail and ask him a lot of questions about where those other gangsters are. It’s best for D.H. to stay away from him so he wont tell the other gangsters who he is, so they won’t hunt him down and kill him. D.H. is very happy about what the Indians did, and right before D.H. could leave got to his hotel room, the mayor said he was sorry about what he did. D.H. said that it was all right.
In D.H.’s hotel room he’s hoping that his good friend Desert Fox is all right and that his friends are all right. He’s hoping that nothing bad happened to them, but at the same time glad that one of those gangsters is behind bars. Maybe Thomas “The Killer” knows that they mean business.
The gangsters woke up but wasn’t surprised that he was in a jail cell. He knows that the other gangsters will help him out. The best thing that he’s going to do is to keep quiet and not tell a soul where his hideout is. But most likely they moved somewhere else so nobody in the town will find out. He’s thinking about what to do right now.
A
fter a few days passed, they decide to hire a sheriff in town, but they don’t know how after they captured a dangerous fugitive, who’s on their hands inside the county jail. The mayor is the only one that isn’t afraid to talk to the fugitive, and that fugitive’s name is Robert Donner. Robert Donner is wanted for murder, and he’s been on the run for more than five years. The people in town are glad that they got one of those gangsters off the streets so he won’t hurt anybody else.
There still is one problem on their hands, for everybody in Cold Creek knows by now that those gangsters are still out there planning something to get even with whoever did this to him. But nobody knows who is doing this. Nobody is afraid anymore to go outside. Everybody has the confidence to go outside and enjoy their day.
One problem that’s still bugging everybody in Cold Creek is who is crazy enough to talk to the fugitive. Everybody in Cold Creek knows that it can’t be the mayor, because they mayor has to take care of the town like very other mayor in this country. D.H. really wishes he could talk to the fugitive, because he isn’t afraid. But he can’t interfere until the job is really done, by taking care of all those gangsters.
The mayor is in his office walking back and forth, wondering who is crazy enough to talk to the fugitive without getting scared half to death. Mayor Jacobson needs a sheriff badly, but who is going to be the lucky one to take on this kind of responsibility? Luckily for the mayor, he didn’t get angry at people outside of his office yelling at him about this.
The best thing to do is to keep this fugitive behind bars until they find somebody crazy enough to do this without get scared half to death. Boy, the mayor wishes that he has a sheriff at his hand for something like this. D.H. already knows what’s going on with everybody, and he could possibly understand how everybody feels about this.
Mayor Jacobson is going to do something that no mayor has ever done before: he’s going to interview the fugitive tonight. Right now, the mayor is going to write a letter to the governor saying that they’ve got a fugitive in their hands and let them take him away. The last thing that they want is a problem on their hands here in Cold Creek.
The letter to the governor said:
May 26 1865
Dear Governor,
This is Mayor Bruce Jacobson from Cold Creek town. I would like to let you know that there is a fugitive in our jail cell. I know that this man is wanted for murder in this state. The fugitive’s name is Robert Donner. So please come and pick him up. We wll hold him here as long as you want.
The letter was addressed so they could come here without any trouble. But tonight the good mayor has his work cut out for him. But before he could send the letter he did something: he prayed. The mayor prayed that he wouldn’t get killed after interviewing the dangerous fugitive. Luckily for him, they took away the gangster’s gun before they took him to the jail cell.
Mayor Jacobson told everybody about what he was going to do, and everybody prayed for his safety. It’s twenty minutes before nighttime. The first thing to do is to mail the letter, and the second is to get somebody to help him out, somebody brave enough to help him. That brave person is John Woody. He’s around eighteen years old, six foot two, and around 162 pounds. He has black hair and blue eyes.
Nighttime came. The mayor is starting to go to the jail cell with the backup, and that backup is carrying a gun with him. Everybody is worried to death about those two, but they’re praying that they will come out of that jail cell alive. Both of them went inside the jail and closed the door behind them, and they locked it so no one would come in. The mayor told everybody that no one should come in, no matter what.
Mayor Jacobson went inside the jail cell, but John was outside the cell with his gun ready for anything that popped out, ready to defend the mayor in any way. John is hoping that nothing serious happens, because he cares about the mayor. He and his father have been good friends for more than twenty years.
The mayor began talking.
“All right, Robert, you know why you are here. Start explaining a few things for me, please.”
“Listen, you. I don’t care if you are the mayor or not. I’m not saying a word. I don’t even care if you lock me up for the rest of my life,” said Robert.
“You know, I mailed a letter to the governor of this state, and they will come and get you. You’ll leave Cold Creek forever and never come back here. Most likely you’ll hang for this,” said Mayor Jacobson.
“I really don’t care. Take me away. I don’t care if I hang for this. I won’t tell you where the rest of the gang is,” said Robert.
“All right, it’s your choice,” said Mayor Jacobson.
The mayor calmly left the cell, making sure that he locked the cell so the fugitive wouldn’t escape. So the mayor and John left the jail office. Everybody in Cold Creek saw both of them leave the mail office, and they were glad that they got out alive. Everybody is glad that their prayers have been answered.
D.H. also saw them coming outside right across the street, and he was glad that they were all right. But tonight he’s going to have a talk with Desert Fox. Luckily from him, Desert Fox was waiting for him right about then, so D.H. took off right away. As fast as D.H. could, he made it to the same area where he always met Desert Fox.
“Desert Fox, I would like to say thank you for your help. I don’t know how to repay you for something like this,” said D.H.
“You don’t have to repay me in any way; just a nice thank you will be nice. What happened down at town earlier?” said Desert Fox.
“They’re going to take him to another place for him to meet justice. So far, he hasn’t said that much. That’s all I know,” said D.H.
“I can understand why. What about the mayor? Did he back off?” said Desert Fox.
“He did. He’s going to leave me alone, thanks to you. I have to take off, but I wanted to come here and thank you personally,” said D.H.
“You’re welcome, and thank you for coming all this way,” said Desert Fox.
D.H. got onto his horse and took off. D.H. did notices that something was seriously wrong with Desert Fox, but he didn’t know what. Maybe, just maybe, he wanted to take on Thomas but didn’t for some reason. He had his chance last wanted to take on Thomas but didn’t for some reason. He had his chance last night. Maybe Desert Fox is waiting for the right time or something. D.H. spent the whole way to town thinking about this, but it was best that he mind his own business, because he wants to take him on alone, and that’s it.
Meanwhile, somewhere else away from Cold Creek, Thomas is very angry about what happened last night. Most likely they are going to take Robert away, since he’s wanted for murder. Thomas knows right away that this is the work of Desert Fox, and this is his way of getting even for what Thomas did to him all those years ago.
The other gangsters didn’t say a word. They all knew how angry he was about this, so it was best not to say one word to save their own skin. The only thing to do right now-which is what Thomas is thinking right about now-is to find Desert Fox and all of his Indian friends before the finds him. That’s what he told the guys. Since they had no choice, they did what he told them to do.
Morning came. The gangsters didn’t eat their breakfast; they wanted to get an early start on finding those Indians, and they wouldn’t rest until they did. Little do they know that it’s going to be impossible to find them, because they are hidden so no one will ever find them. Sooner or later, the gangsters are going are hidden so no one will ever find them. Sooner or later, the gangsters are going to give up, and there is no way that Thomas is ever going to find them.
The gangsters spend all day trying to find those Indians, but they didn’t find them. It was nearly impossible to find those crazy Indians. Thomas started to think that it was impossible. There aren’t any Indians that live around Cold Creek. It’s not like they just disappeared into thin air. That’s impossible. It happen-it finally really happened. All of them decided to give up on finding those Indians-even Thomas “The Killer.”
Thomas always thought to himself that nobody had ever outsmarted him, but somebody did it, and that somebody was a Indian named Desert Fox. Mark his words, he will get the last laugh or die trying, finding him and killing him once and for all. Right now, they are too far from Cold Creek, so it’s best to go back before any of the Texas Rangers or somebody else takes them in, like a bounty hunter.