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Bourbon On The Rocks #208


He held his hand up and they stopped moving.

“You don’t have the upper hand here, Randolph, despite what you think.”

“Oh really?” I said. “Because I’m the one with the gun.”

“I’ve got a gun too,” Striker said as he emerged from Diamond’s office with his gun barrel pressed to Milton’s head. “Now drop the weapon or I’ll end this little maggot’s life right now.”

My hopes crashed to the floor along with my pistol as I dropped it.

“You okay, Milton?” I asked.

"Yeah, Jakey, so far. I have a feeling that may change before this night’s over.”

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