Once on the "Long Nine" came Singleton Ranch "slings" host. He swung his leg over the pommel, pinched his sparse goatee, and said: - I will not be long rant. How about to unite your team and with my conduct this raid? And not in a temper, through the stump-deck, as you have arranged the Castle Bend. Froome was on the front porch of his house, Loudon - next to him. Froome said: - When the time comes, Shad. Singleton spat into the dust. - You evened the score with them - he said. - The man behind the man - MacSween for Skogginza. Maybe you want to leave the game, reducing the balance? Well, you will see that it will not work. many more blood will be spilled. And if we are not fools, so we have to strike first.