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"Oh my, Lord Bloody Hand Johnny, what's this? Are you coughing up blood?"
Lynch feigned a look of surprise, then advised with a face full of concern, "You mustn't get so worked up. Anger is bad for your health, and you're not getting any younger. If you were to get so upset you kicked the bucket, I'd feel just terrible."
After a brief pause, the smile on his face grew even gentler. He spread his hands and said, "Look, you plotted to take my Lakefront Town, and I took your Iron Hammer Town. Isn't that fair? Business is all about give and take, wouldn't you agree?"
"You... you..." Bloody Hand Johnny's whole body trembled, and the finger he pointed at Lynch was shaking uncontrollably.
Overcome by rage, he once again felt a metallic, sweet taste rise in his throat.
