McGinley leaned forward onto the table. Sighing loudly, his right knee pushed the drawer shut.
"Okay, Sheriff Cole, guess it's time to be straight with you."
Somehow McGinley appeared to be returning to normal; almost refreshed, his face had resumed its usual colour when he looked at his boys then straight at Sheriff Cole.
"I'm an honest man, Cole, you know that."
O'Donohue groaned as he rose slowly from the floor.
McGinley turned to help him. "I'm sorry," he said, "I'm so sorry." Then he looked back at Sheriff Cole whose Colt still followed him, pointing directly at his head.
Neville Hunt over 1 year ago
Don’t you give that varmint an inch Sheriff!