Wild West - Chapter 3 - Part 3 - 5 minute freewrite challenge

“Hunting? Listen, if you head further east it’s the two of you who are going to be hunted down, not the other way around. Are you from far away, though?”

“We rode for most of the day, yeah. Figured we would spend the night somewhere in the open then hunt at dawn.” James did the talking – he was the father after all.

“I can offer you to spend the night at my place, if you’d like. It gets awfully chilly at night – and I have food, too.” The man spoke hastily, interrupting his own self. “It’s not much, some beans and potatoes, but still. I’m sure you’re hungry after a long trip.” He realized that he might have rushed things and wanted to fix it.

James knew something was off. No one would willingly offer two complete strangers – especially armed with guns – to spend the night at their place and eat their food without either wanting or knowing something. “No need. We can handle a little cold, but thank you anyway.” James kicked Jaguar under the ribs so he started walking forward, but the man sidestepped directly in front of him and waved to Jaguar to stop.

“Oh come on, it’s rude to turn an invitation down. It would be my pleasure.”

“Very well, after you.”

The man smiled and pointed south. “That way. It’s not far, just behind those trees over there. Any of you two mind giving me a ride?”

“Sure. Come on up.” James signaled to the man to approach him, but the moment he began moving James pulled out his revolver and shot him in the head. “Go! Go! Go!” He shouted to his son and they both galloped their way east.