Dom burst into the room from the back, the barrel of his gun still smoking as he swept it and observed that Lilly and Ricky seemed to have the situation in hand. He nodded approvingly, and brought up the Radio. "Town Hall Ground Floor secure Tim. Heading up top. "<br/><br/>He observed one man dead, and another with a gut wound that would probably kill him. Maybe they'd have their Doc come in and patch him up later if it wasn't too late. With a population this small, losing even a couple of men would be the difference between survival or collapse. Especially since at least a few of the women were gonna be coming with the gang. Losing women meant losing the ability to procreate. The town's longterm prospects were gonna be damn bleak if the Coyotes didn't leave enough healthy, able bodies behind in one piece. If they wanted this place still standing so they could hit it again in the future, it was important to minimize losses. "I left one alive by the back door. Took his weapon n' knocked 'im out, but get him in here anyway in case he wakes up and decides to make trouble. "<br/><br/>He left it to Ricky and Lilly to decide who would keep this room covered and who was dragging sleeping beauty back here as he turned and headed up the stairs to make sure there wasn't an armed squad of commandoes having a tea party up there or something.