The door flew open and revealed Minister McGinley dominating the doorway, the pistol in his hand pointed directly at Eddie Sherman's chest.
In the split-second it took Cole's hand to move involuntarily to his holster, he'd sized up the situation and recognised that McGinley was no threat. Yet.
"Expectin' trouble, Mayor?" Cole asked quietly.
The gun's barrel lurched to point at Cole, who saw McGinley's eyes refocus on his. The barrel slowly pointed down as he recognised the Sheriff. A forced smile slid onto his face.
"Not at all, Sheriff," he grunted, "Lucy, get the boys here a drink."
Neville Hunt about 3 years ago