Tense moments passed with the bartender just breathing hard, and the other patrons scraping their boots and shifting chairs all around him. Moving into better positions so they wouldn’t be hit in the crossfire? Two Bears knew this had been a wild gamble. Pure dice. But nobody would ever look for him in here, and he needed resources fast. He could get them if Fat Jake still remembered old debt and hadn’t let the fear or hate boil away what honor he used to have.