Well, Halstead has shown his hand now, and will never be more vulnerable than he is at the moment. Neither will you, but that's besides the point.
A good right hook and he's on the floor. A lesser man would have been out for the count, but your nemesis would never have become as dire a problem as he is if a simple sucker punch laid him out cold.
"How dare you!" he screams, rising to his feet and rubbing at his jaw. "This treachery will not stand!"
He may have been reaching for a gun, but yours is in your hand faster, springing from its hold-out holster on demand. "Don't move," you warn him. "First you're going to restore us, and then you're coming with me."
"Oh," he says, smiling through bloodied gums, "I don't think so."
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