Post #170358
August 15, 2022, 06:40:16 PM
"You what!?" Jeramiah looked down. "Someone was going to die, and I'd rather it be the man who was innocent." Betts sighed. "Well, pack your things, let's go." Jeramiah gave a confused look. "What? Why?" Betts packed a loaded gun into his luggage bag. "Well, the Brits are gonna be over us soon. I say we flee to Cuba, I got a cousin who lives there. We reopen the business and live our days there until further notice." Jeramiah shrugged. "It's the only was I presume. I trust you." Jeramiah packed up clothes, food, and everything else he had brought, and put on his belt which had his gun and sword. After putting on a coat and his iconic hat, he looked over to Betts. "Ready."