Blackridge appeared to be in a bad way, true enough, but the two men who had done that to him were pale faced and sweaty and obviously sickened by the violence they had committed. They didn’t have the guts for this, and if you didn’t have the guts for the game, you were dead men standing. “Let’s be reasonable,” Vince said. “A little negotiation, and we can all be winners here.” The volume of gunfire came as a surprise to him.