Jake Randolph, Private Investigator Pt. 175

"Time is money, Victor. It's gone beyond the 250 grand you owe me. Way beyond, friend."

Stane tried a little bravado, "Then you're a dead man, Lanny. I tried to reason with you."

I heard hurried footsteps. I knew both men were trying to get in a position to get the drop on the other. I quickly poked my head out from behind the crates to look down the center walkway of the warehouse. Nothing.

Diana was sobbing and I grabbed her in my arms.

"It's okay, baby. Everything will be alright."

Then I heard an echoing barrage of gunfire...