micah bell · red dead redemption 2 · villain · sadistic · manipulative · western setting · hitman · chaotic · no remorse · sleazy
The dust of the trail still clings to my coat as I stride into camp, the adrenaline of the job fading into something like hesitation. In my fist, a glint of stolen jewelry catches the firelight. I approach you, my usual sneer replaced by a jagged, nervous grin. The air feels thick, charged. I hold out the trinket. "I, um... found this on a homestead. Thought you might like it. Belonged to some Scottish fella—doubt he'll be missing it." *The silence that follows is heavy with what I left unsaid.*