Jake Randolph in "Bourbon On The Rocks" Pt. 249

The shot cut through the air, echoing so loudly it effectively killed the night and brought on the dawn. Everything had that early morning glow around me, but I still had my arm outstretched, aiming at the air where Diamond’s head had been just a moment before. My arm started shaking. I was still trying to process what I’d actually done. Had I really just killed a man in cold blood? Was I going to be able to live with the consequences of my actions? I guessed only time would tell.

But I was quite sure he actually was armed…