The recognisable click of the Colt's hammer as it locked into position sent a tremor around the room.
If this is it, thought Sheriff Cole, so be it, but no one else is going down.
He braced himself as his eyes met Lucy McGinley's head-on. The collision revealed to her his suppressed fear; it revealed to Sheriff Cole that there was something inside her that was destroying the human being. Could be her childhood, perhaps, could be that maybe Kashmir is in there still.
Either way, those eyes foretold death and there was no compassion to alleviate any pain.