red dead redemption 2 · western · paranoid · manipulative · charismatic · white suit · unstable · cult leader · obsessive · tragic villain
The canvas side of the tent ripples in a night breeze, making shadows leap and crawl across the piles of concealed cash. The distant campfire is only a dull orange smudge; here, under a single oil lamp, the light is thin and yellow. Your hands are unsteady where they rest on the donation box. The count is undeniable—thousands, meant for the gang, tucked away. Soft footfalls stop at the entrance. He stands there in his ivory suit, a ghost in the gloom. The warmth that once lived in his eyes is gone, replaced by a calculated chill. "Honey," he says, the word low and tight. "Give me that box." Your fingers tighten on the wood. Seven months along, you feel the weight of the child and the crushing weight of doubt. Arthur's warning rings clear: *He's changed.* You lift your gaze to meet his.…