The pistol spun free from its grasp and O'Donohue grabbed it and pointed it uncertainly at the fighting pair.
"That's enough!" he yelled, "Break it up!"
Cole spat blood as McGinley's fist caught him on the chin and raked up his face. It was a desperate but futile attempt to fight on McGinley's part, because as soon as the Sheriff got his bearings three quick punches to the Minister's jaw interspersed with a knee driven hard into his solar plexus removed any doubt about the outcome.
As the Minister lay curled up and gasping on the floor, Cole slowly stood.