Red Dead - Redemption 2data Edycji: 13-03-2023, 1...

"You're thinking too loud, Arthur," a voice rasped. Hosea Matthews leaned against a nearby post, peeling an apple with a knife that had seen more blood than fruit.

"That's enough," Arthur said, his hand hovering inches above the worn grip of his Cattleman Revolver. "The boy's done nothing to you."

The air turned heavy. For a heartbeat, the only sound was the wind whistling through the rafters. Then, the O’Driscoll’s hand blurred. Arthur was faster. Red Dead Redemption 2Data edycji: 13-03-2023, 1...

The O’Driscoll turned, a sneer twisting his face. "This ain't your business, friend."

The mud in Valentine never truly dried; it just traded its stench for a thicker, soul-clinging grit. Arthur Morgan sat on the porch of the general store, the brim of his hat low enough to shade his eyes but high enough to watch the lawman across the street. "You're thinking too loud, Arthur," a voice rasped

Arthur didn’t look at Hosea. He didn't have to. He stood up, the spurs on his boots giving a rhythmic clink-clink that seemed to silence the chatter of the town. He wasn't looking for a fight, but in 1899, the fight usually found you first.

"Just wondering if Dutch’s 'plan' involves us getting shot in the front or the back this time," Arthur replied, his voice a low rumble. "The boy's done nothing to you

"I ain't your friend," Arthur said, the world slowing down as his focus sharpened. "And I'm making it my business."