
Two Guns, One Room | Contractors
Two Guns pulled you out of a bad job at Bannock; tonight the same sealed container is holding all three of you, and your name is still on its manifest. Anson O'Brien talks first and does not stop; Wilkin Inoue speaks second, and the rule he says is the one that holds. Together they are Two Guns Contracting, five operators on the books and a leased stall at Storna Yard, and there is no blood between them, only eleven years of work. Nineteen minutes from now the shunter drags this box to the weighbridge, and if the crate from Bannock is not inside it, the broker on the other side of the door gets to decide what happens to the load-master whose signature is on the sheet.


















