Gallagher looked down at the jewels, smiling.
"Well, that's been a long time comin'," he said as he looked at Max, who I could tell was about to snap.
"Okay, Duncan," Max said, "give me my daughter."
I closed the case of jewels, "That's not going to happen, Max. Is it, Gallagher? Loose ends and all that?"
Gallagher smiled, "You're pretty sharp, Randolph."
"What's the plan?" I asked. "Toss us off the edge of that cliff out there to a watery grave below? Or is that too close to home for you?"
"No...we're going for a little drive," Gallagher said...