In 1899 a lot of things were changing, especially in West America. The gangs of outlaws and gunslingers were almost extinguished and those who survived were hunted or killed.
Dutch Van der Linde's gang was one of them.
After the umpteenth mistake, that had cost them their friends' life, they ran up to the mountains, followed by bounty hunters and government agents.
But they didn't know that something more dangerous was on their tracks.
Someone they believed was dead, a ghost that became flesh under their eyes.
My name's Robyn and I'm in love with RDR2 especially with the characters that our beloved Rockstar's created.
So this is my story and if you're going to read it I hope you'll like it.
Only to inform you, English's not my mother tongue so please if there are any mistakes correct me if you would, I'd appreciate that :)
ENJOY YOUR READING!