Real Deal wrenches one hand free and throttles Jesse. “Yuma,” he shouts. “You watching this, baby?” Jesse comes up with a pistol from somewhere. Real Deal grabs for it, and the round ends up in the ceiling. He forces Jesse’s arm down, Jesse fighting the whole way. His other hand is still on Jesse’s throat, but he’s having trouble choking him and controlling the gun at the same time.

Jesse pulls the pistol’s trigger again. This time the bullet burrows into Real Deal’s leg until it hits bone. He gulps the scream that wells up but can’t stop his hand from going to the wound. Jesse pushes him aside and scrabbles to his feet, headed for the back door. Real Deal grabs the shotgun he left behind and uses it as a crutch to lift himself. The pain in his leg is intense, but he manages to raise the shotgun. Jesse turns in the doorway before he can pull the trigger and fires the pistol at him. One of the rounds nicks his collarbone, and the arm holding the barrel of the shotgun goes numb, fouling his aim.

Jesse’s out back by then, and out of bullets. Real Deal reaches the doorway and sees him toss the pistol and pull a knife. Real Deal roars again and brings the shotgun up one-handed, propping it on his hip. Before he can shoot, a bullet fired from the trailer gets him in the chest. As his mouth fills with blood, he recalls a cloud shaped like a duck that he saw when he was a kid. He drops the shotgun and falls to his knees.

Antonia and Elijah open up through their back door on whoever’s shooting from inside the trailer, then turn their guns on Jesse when he takes hold of Real Deal and drags him into the walkway between two of the cabins.

“Cover me,” Elijah says to Antonia.

“Stay here.”

“I’m going after him.”

No gunfire comes from the trailer as he runs to the walkway, but he’s too late. Real Deal’s been dusted, and there’s no sign of Jesse. Elijah moves up the walkway, keeping his shoulder against the cabin to his right and his pistol up. Where the hell’s Bob? he wonders.

“Are you okay?” Antonia shouts.

He’s about to respond when something tears into his right leg above his boot. Looking down, he sees a knife buried in his calf. In the same instant Jesse reaches out from the crawlspace under the cabin, takes hold of the ankle of his other leg, and pulls hard, toppling him. Elijah rolls onto his back and points his pistol, but Jesse wrenches it out of his hand and turns it on him.