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"
If
you
refuse
,
you
’
ll
take
the
consequences
.
"
Crouching
against
the
table
,
the
chief
moved
his
glance
slowly
,
appraisingly
,
from
Rearden
’
s
face
to
the
two
gunmen
in
the
corners
.
The
gunmen
steadied
their
aim
by
an
almost
imperceptible
movement
.
A
nervous
rustle
went
through
the
room
.
An
animal
squeaked
shrilly
in
one
of
the
cages
.
"
I
think
I
should
also
tell
you
,
"
said
Rearden
,
his
voice
faintly
harder
,
"
that
I
am
not
alone
.
My
friends
are
waiting
outside
.
"
"
Where
?
"
"
All
around
this
room
.
"
"
How
many
?
"
"
You
’
ll
find
out
—
one
way
or
the
other
.
"
"
Say
,
Chief
,
"
moaned
a
shaky
voice
from
among
the
guards
,
"
we
don
’
t
want
to
tangle
with
those
people
,
they
’
re
—
"
"
Shut
up
!
"
roared
the
chief
,
leaping
to
his
feet
and
brandishing
his
gun
in
the
direction
of
the
speaker
.
"
You
’
re
not
going
to
turn
yellow
on
me
,
any
of
you
bastards
!
"
He
was
screaming
to
ward
off
the
knowledge
that
they
had
.
He
was
swaying
on
the
edge
of
panic
,
fighting
against
the
realization
that
something
somehow
had
disarmed
his
men
.
"
There
’
s
nothing
to
be
scared
of
!
"
He
was
screaming
it
to
himself
,
struggling
to
recapture
the
safety
of
his
only
sphere
:
the
sphere
of
violence
.
"
Nothing
and
nobody
!
I
’
ll
show
you
!
"
He
whirled
around
,
his
hand
shaking
at
the
end
of
his
sweeping
arm
,
and
fired
at
Rearden
.
