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It’s very difficult to be a node with more than two vertices in a Mexican standoff, but this is more or less the role for which he was born.

“It doesn’t have to be this way, Pistolero.” Rodrigo’s sweating but his hands don’t shake. “We can figure out how to split the loot, and I’ll lower my weapon, and so will Nahuel, Adelmo, Cai, Pichi and Huenu.”

“What about Luis?”

“I sort of hoped you hadn’t seen Luis,” Rodrigo admits.

“As if I can’t count hammers cocking,” snaps the Man Made of Guns, and shoots all ten of them at once.