"Slater does know how to hurt me, he's done it before. When you were only knee high to a toadstool an'all." He said bitterly, getting to his feet and pouring himself another stiff drink. "If he hadn't killed Georgie, none of this would have happened. I'm not going to let him do the same thing to Nell. Or any of the other boys." He drained the glass in one swallow. "And yes, a tuff war will be nasty. People'll be killed. Maybe even me. But there won't be room for anyone to sit on the fence. Not you, not Viv, not God."