A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 229 Handling
a whole night.

Sean never came back.

Now, Arthur, who was sitting in the room with Hosea and Kieran, had been waiting all night, with a very ugly look on his face.

If this had been before Hosea told him about Sean's gambling, then Arthur might have been more worried now, but now?

The hotel manager had already told Arthur after inquiring with the staff on duty that Sean had been drinking at the hotel bar for most of the day today, and finally went to the casino with a group of people.

Although they had not slept all night, neither Hosea nor Kieran opened their mouths to persuade Arthur, especially Hosea, who had no idea what to say.

Obviously I just talked to Sean, but what was the result?There was no time for a day, so Sean turned around and went to gamble again.

In this silent atmosphere, Henry knocked on Arthur's door. After receiving permission, he came in and said:

"Mr. Callahan, your friend is back. He seems to have had a little too much to drink and is now in the lobby."

After Henry said this, he realized something was wrong with the atmosphere in the room.

When Arthur heard that Sean was back, he stood up from his seat. He moved his body which was a little sore from sitting for too long. Then he came to Henry and stuffed a roll of cash into the pocket of his chest uniform. , said:
"Here's your tip."

Henry roughly guessed the amount just from the thickness of the roll of cash, and he said with some panic:

"Sir, this is too much..."

"It's nothing, you deserve it."

After saying that, Arthur and the others went downstairs to the hall.

Sean was lying on a sofa in an inelegant posture at this time. Arthur turned to Henry, who was coming down behind him, and said:

"Please get me a glass of water."

"Ok."

Soon, the water came, and it was not a cup, but a large pot of water with ice.

Arthur didn't ask any more questions. Apparently Henry realized what Arthur wanted water for, and felt that with Sean in his state, just one glass might not be enough?
"what?!……"

After pouring a whole bottle of ice water over Sean's head, Sean was so excited that he stood up from the sofa.

"Arthur?"

"Snapped!"

Arthur did not speak, but simply gave him a slap. The force of this slap was not small. Although it was not as exaggerated as sending him flying, it still left a mark on Sean's face immediately. Obvious large handprint.

"Arthur!"

"Snapped!"

Another slap.

After receiving these two slaps from Arthur, Sean looked at the expression of hatred on Arthur's face. He didn't understand it yet, but Arthur already knew everything.

However, Arthur still saved face for Sean and did not lecture him again in the hall.

After returning to the house and closing the door, Arthur sat on the sofa, Sean stood in front of him, and Kieran and Hosea sat quietly on chairs aside.

"Are you sober?"

Listening to Arthur's flat tone, Sean suddenly felt a sore nose for some reason, and an inexplicable grievance came up.

"Stop acting like this and talk."

It was thundering but not raining. Sean lowered his head. After pondering for a long time, he finally said in a low voice:

"I was wrong, Arthur..."

Arthur's brows frowned even more. He looked at Sean in front of him, trying to see clearly what had changed?He couldn't tell clearly, he wanted to believe that Sean really realized where he was wrong, instead of just admitting that he did it just to make himself forgive him.But Arthur obviously couldn't do it.

"Sean, Sean." Arthur took off his hat, rubbed his hair, and sighed softly. He wanted to say something, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them again. go back.

Both were silent.

"..."

There was no other way. In the end, Arthur prompted and said:

"What have you been doing all night?"

"……I was wrong."

"..."

This was not the answer Arthur wanted to hear.

Kieran next to him was watching this. He wanted to say something to Sean, but Hosea caught him and stopped him in advance.

"Well, since you don't want to say it, then forget it and go."

"Then I went back to sleep?"

Sean, who tried to be clever this time, did not succeed. After hearing this, Arthur just nodded slightly and said:

"Well, go to sleep, you can do whatever you want."

Finally, after all his best tricks had lost their effect, Sean said with a sad face:
"Arthur, I went to gamble. I am an idiot and a brainless bastard. Don't be like this. I really know I was wrong..."

After hearing Sean finally say it, Arthur took a long breath and said:

"Why? Don't you know what gambling is?"

"I know, I just, I just want to prove myself..."

"Prove yourself?" Arthur's face finally showed emotion, and he asked angrily:

"What can you prove by betting?!"

"Prove that I am useful!! I am not an idler! I, your little brother, am not a waste!"

After the vent was opened, Sean continued to shout:

"What Martin, how long has he known you? Arthur, he is now the Sheriff of Rhodes Town, and Charlie? He helps you manage your new company, Eamonn...even Mary Beth can Help me! I'll just follow your fucking ass, Sean, help me find this, Sean, help me tell so-and-so, I'm just a fucking errand boy!"

"..."

"Sean!" Kieran finally couldn't hold it back and shouted.

"And you too! So do you! Kieran! Arthur believes in you, and he can trust you to do anything!"

"That's enough, Sean." Arthur opened his mouth to stop Sean from continuing. He really didn't expect that Sean, who was following him with a playful smile all day long, actually thought so.

"What about me? Arthur, what about me?! I'm a fool who only bothers you, a clown. Even if I go find a fucking pickpocket, I'll be taught a lesson by a few brats at gunpoint!"

Although Arthur could not understand the logic behind Sean's words, he could somewhat understand his mood, so Arthur frowned and said:

"Look, Sean, I never knew you'd even think that, but gambling shouldn't be your answer anyway."

Sean, who finally vented some of his suppressed emotions and finally calmed down a little, said in frustration:
"I have realized that I have done a stupid thing. I just want to clean up this mess myself. I want to plug the hole before you find out..."

Ah, plugging holes, tearing down the east wall to patch up the west wall, filling more and more leaks, until there is no wall to tear down, and at last there is only a broken residue on the ground. Arthur has seen too many people like this.

Sighing heavily, Arthur said helplessly:
"Now, Sean, tell me exactly what you did from the beginning."

(End of this chapter)