Jake Randolph in "Bourbon On The Rocks" Pt. 213

I looked at Diamond, “You’re a real piece of shit, Diamond, and someone seriously needs to flush you into the sewer where you belong.”

He grinned, “Perhaps. But it won’t be you.”

“No, it’s gonna be me,” Harrigan said as he stepped out from the club’s foyer holding a pistol. I didn’t know how long he’d been in the club but it was obviously long enough. He approached us, all assembled near the stage.

The expression on Striker’s face was absolutely priceless. He looked like a balloon from the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade right after the air was let out…