Red Dead Redemption Dawn

After eating, Arthur sat there drinking and watching the driver's movements.

After a while, Jenny also finished eating and drank a large glass of juice.

Then Arthur said to Jenny who drank the juice, "Jenny, you go back first. I have something to deal with later, you are too easy to identify, do you understand?"

Jenny looked at Arthur, then at the coachman, then nodded.

"Okay, I'll go back first, I wish you good luck." Arthur was right, and he was indeed very recognizable as a half-blond child.

After speaking, Jenny went out and rode her little spot towards the camp.

Arthur ordered a glass of dark beer and continued to sit where he waited for the target to leave the pub.

Moyo waited for more than half an hour, and the groom finally left the tavern full of food and drink.

Seeing him leave, Arthur looked around and threw five dollars, then followed him and left here.

The groom had no idea that a burly man was following seven or eight meters away.

When the groom walked into a more secluded alley, Arthur quickly followed.

Hearing the hurried footsteps behind him, the groom turned his head, and then saw a big man with a ferocious face rushing towards him.

"Oh~ Shet!" The groom was pushed against the wall by Arthur's collar.

"Matt! It's time for you to pay back! You've been owed for a week! You know what's going to happen!" Arthur yelled at the groom.

When one or two passers-by heard Arthur's words, they shrugged their shoulders unsurprisingly and left the place.

In their opinion, paying debts and repaying money is justified, and this kind of thing happens almost every day in the town.

"Oh~ sir! I think you are mistaken, my name is not Matt!" The groom was frightened by Arthur's fierce expression.

He struggled to explain that he wasn't Matt at all.

"Aren't you Matt? Are you a groom? Are you working for the Gray family?" Arthur continued to ask in a vicious whisper.

"Yes, yes, but trust me sir, you really got the wrong person. I'm really not Matt, my name is Klein. Maybe there's someone who looks a lot like me, but I really don't My name is Matt, sir." The groom explained in a panic.

"You said you're not Matt? Then what are you doing, what are you doing for the Gray family? Are you a servant?" Arthur continued to ask with a look of disbelief.

"I'm only responsible for delivering supplies to them every day, mainly some food, fertilizer, and some wine. I'm really not Matt, and I haven't borrowed anyone's money, sir," the groom replied.

"You have to carry it once a day? Are there any other wagons just like you every day?" Arthur continued to grab the groom's collar.

"Yes, and a carriage, and he is in charge of the same as me."

"Is his name Matt?"

"No, I don't know, I heard the manor guard call him Marcus."

"Any other grooms like this?"

"There's another guy who goes there once a month, I don't know what his name is. Maybe his name is Matt, really not me," Groom said.

"What does he do?"

"He's in charge of delivering wages to the people in the manor every month, as well as some other things, and he'll deliver it around five o'clock in the evening a week later." The groom answered Arthur's question.

"Then he's Matt, and he'll be at Grey Manor in a week, right?" Arthur confirmed again.

"Yes, yes. It's that time every time." The groom nodded.

"Okay, I believe you're not Matt for the time being, let's go, I'm going to take the next person's account." Arthur let go of the groom and then shoved him directly with his hands.

The groom was able to get away and ran away without looking back.

Arthur looked at the embarrassed figure of the groom. He took out a cheap cigarette and put it to his mouth, then lit it and took a deep breath.

"After a week, I don't know what happened to Hosea." Thinking of this, Arthur decided to find Hosea to talk about it first.

He took out his pocket watch, which showed the time at 2:50 pm.

He threw the cigarette **** under his feet and stomped it out, and then he remembered something, he took out a shopping list from his backpack, and the handwriting on it was delicate and powerful.

He watched it carefully for a while, then put it away, and started looking for the grocery store here.

At the same time, Hosea was also inquiring about the Braithwaite family in another part of Rhodes using an identity that did not belong to him.

First of all, Hosea was obviously much gentler about Arthur's rudeness. He was asking the famous businessman in front of a restaurant to chat with him.

"So, you said that the current head of the Braithwaite family is Lady Catherine?" Hosea said calmly.

"Yes, sir. If you're really looking for the Braithwaite family for bootlegging, you're looking for Lady Catherine. She's the family decision maker, not the rest of the Braiths. They can't decide that. things." The man opposite told Hosea with a serious face.

"Is the southern plantation also owned by the Brays?" Hosea asked.

"Yes, they are in competition with the local and foreign Gray family. Both of them rely on plantations to earn a lot of cash. Both sides have the same industry. They occupy more than half of the industry in Rhodes Town. Rhodes Town has three points. The second building is related to them." The man who looked like a social elite said.

"Mr. Arbus, if you really want to negotiate with Mrs. Catherine about the bootlegging business, I can help you as a middleman. I have a lot of experience. Many businessmen from other places come here to find wealth. ."

"I'll consider it, it's cheap, but now I know more about whether the Brace family is trustworthy, and whether their specific industry can support our strategic cooperation." Hosea asked Brace very professionally. Family specific information.

"Ah~ this is the most basic news, and I'm very happy to tell you, Mr. Arbus." The gentleman elite began to understand why Sia explained the return of the Brace family. The Braithwaite family originated in England and was established in the United States around 1779. By the 19th century, their estate had a thriving slave plantation and became one of the richest and most powerful families in the area ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Years, Lucille Braithwaite told members of the Gray family Douglas Gray donated a considerable amount of gold. With Lucille's permission, he stole this gold from the Braithwaite family and some from his own Grey family to finance the abolitionist group. Believing the other has stolen their treasure, the two families are drawn into a vicious blood feud.

The abolition and defeat of slavery in the Civil War of 1865 devastated the Braithwaites, who, like the Grays, lost a great deal of wealth.

The two sides have been entangled on this for hundreds of years.

"This is the origin of the feud between the two families. In fact, there are many versions of the blood feud between the two sides, but I got this most correct answer from the Braithwaite family and the Gray family." The gentleman smiled and showed his own to Hosea. ability.

"That's why Mr. Vettel has a lot of friends." Hosea complimented the industry elite.

"Hehe~ Little skill, just eat it."

Then Hosea began to ask about his Braithwaite family's situation, of course, a side shot.

The two sides chatted for a long time, and finally, under the influence of alcohol, Mr. Vettel poured out basically everything he knew.

The two walked out of the hotel, and after a friendly hug, Vettel staggered towards his residence.

Hosea, who was not drunk, stood at the door of the hotel thinking about something, then he looked to the left and saw Arthur leaning on the telephone pole by the roadside and looking at himself.

It seemed that he had been waiting there for a long time.

Seeing this, Hosea waved to Arthur.

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