Jake Randolph in "Bourbon On The Rocks" Pt. 231

Harrigan must’ve found a knife somewhere. Any port in a storm, as they say. The two of us had a lot of experience with using whatever we had at our disposal to stay alive.

I realized how much of my adult life I had spent either taking someone else’s life or trying to save my own. It was a sobering epiphany.

But a philosophical analysis of my existence would have to wait for another day. Cal and Striker still had to be dealt with. I gripped the pistol I’d gotten from Diamond’s goon and kept moving slowly through the shadows…